Fraternity-Testvériség, 1965 (43. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1965-08-01 / 8-9. szám
12 FRATERNITY SPECIAL NOTE! We have received word that arrangements are now being made to have the famous Budapest Children’s Choir appear in a concert at the Lisner Auditorium in Washington, D. C., on October 13, at 8:30 P. M. Members in the Washington, D. C., area should especially make note of this date and arrange to attend this concert and to support the young performers with their presence there as Hungarians. LET’S SMILE An exasperated salesman abandoned his car in a no-parking zone, and left this note“I’ve circled this block 20 times. I have an appointment and must keep it or lose my job. Forgive us our trespasses.” Upon returning, he found this note: “I’ve circled this block 20 years. If I don’t give you a ticket, I’ll lose my job. Lead us not into temptation.” ★ 'k 'k A refugee couple arrived in the U. S. After much red tape and years of study, they were finally made citizens. The husband rushed into the kitchen with the long-awaited news. “Anna, Anna”, he shouted, “at last we’re Americans!” “Fine”, replied the wife. “Now you wash the dishes.” ★ ★ ★ “May I smoke my cigar in here?” the passenger asked the stewardess as he boarded the plane. “Well, we leave it to your discretion”, said the stewardess. “You may smoke if you don’t annoy the lady passengers.” “Then I won’t smoke. I’d much rather annoy the lady passengers.” ★ ★ ★ The Sunday School teacher was describing how Lot’s wife looked back and turned into a pillar of salt. “Well”, said little Tommy, “mother looked back once while she was driving and turned into a telephone pole!” ★ ★ ★ “Hello, darling”, a businessman said over the phone. “Would it be all right if I brought a couple of clients home for dinner tonight?” “Certainly, dear”, was the honied reply. “I’d love to have them.” “I’m sorry”, apologized the businessman after a lengthy pause. “I must have the wrong number.” ★ ★ ★ A clergyman was in the habit of going to his little daughter's bedside each evening and telling her a story before she went to sleep. One such evening he told her such a thrilling tale that the youngster sat up in bed, looked at her father and asked: “Daddy, is that a true story or are you preaching?”
