Rocky Ford High School - Le Cantaloupe Yearbook (Rocky Ford, CO)

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JGKES Miss Lytle: In this scene, my dear, the young man rushes into the room, grabs you, binds you with rope from head to foot and then smothers you with hugs and kisses. Lorena Grogan: Is the young man tall, dark and handsome? Miss Lytle: Yes, why? Lorena Grogan: Then he won't need any rope. Mr. Botleman: Aren't you ashamed to be smoking a cigarette, little boy ? Delavan Burrell: I sure am, but what's a man goin' to do if he ain't got the price of a cigar? Miss Lytle: This theme is surely very poor. Where did you get your subject matter ? Helen Chrane: From your lectures. Mr. Botleman: J ack Veatch and Bob Cadwalder, how is it that you handed in the identical answers on that history quiz? Jack Veatch: Have you never heard, that history repeats itself? The play went along smoothly until the dungeon scene when the tragedian shouted: I'm mad, I'm Mad! And a student stood up in his seat and shouted back: I'1l bet you ain't half as mad as the people who paid to see this show. Actor: fcontemplating a vacationj -Say, Miss Smith where are the Alps ? Miss Smith: labsent-mindlyj They were right here this morning, but I can't find anything when these property ment get going. i'i i'.. i' Edith Edwards: All men are fools. B. L. Sims: Yes dear. We were made fools so you girls wouldn't all be old maids. David S.: Honest, would you think that I bought this car second- hand? Mable June H.: No, I thought you made it yourself. Page One hundred five

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JQKES Jerry Swink: There is a lot of electricity in my hair. Reed Nelson: There should be, it's connected to a dry cell. Lucille Lynes: This seal coat is very fine, but will it stand rain? Clerk: Listen, lady. Did you ever see a seal carry an umbrella. Dorothy Newland: It seems to me I've seen your face before. Ruth DeLong: How very strange! Dorothy Newland: It certainly is. Joe Brown: You ought to see the new altar in our church. Helen Chrane: Lead me to it. Earl Orahood: A fellow just told me that I looked like you Dale C: Where is he? I'd like to knock his block off. Earl O: I just killed him. Bill Strouse: How do you know the price of a shave has gone up? Carroll: A little beard told me. Miss Morrison: Heavens! That suit you've got on looks as if had been slept in! Robert: It has! It's the one I wore to your play last night. Helen Taylor: Is it true that I'm the first model you ever kissed? Blaine Gibson: Yes. Helen Taylor: And how many models have you had before me ? Blaine Gibson: Four. An apple, two oranges and a basket of flowers. Harry Braden: Will you go to the dance with me? Vina Merrifield: No, but I'll introduce you to a pretty girl who will go with you. Harry Braden: I don't want a pretty girlg I want you. Page One hundred four

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JOKES 'Donald Aschermann: A girl could do worse than go around with me. Pauline Gobin: Yeah, I suppose she could marry you. Elizabeth Laye: Shall we waltz? Bob Smith: It's all the same to me. Elizabeth Laye: Yes. I've noticed that. Irene Lawson: Sometimes you seem so manly and other times ab- surdly effeminate. Why is it? Horace Knapp: Heredity. You see half my ancestors were men and the other half women. Mr. Rea: I'm a fellow who believes in long engagements. Grace Cline: Oh, a cautious lover, eh? Mr. Rea: No, an orchestra leader. Policeman: Which one of you fellows was driving when you bump- ed into the other car? Lawrence Weigand: None of us. We were all in the back seat. Gaar Potter: Last year the doctor told me that if I didn't stop smoking at once I'd be feeble-minded. Miss Smith: Why didn't you stop? . . Verne Elsesser: Sh-h-h-h. I've got a detective shadowing Mary Jane. Junior Brown: And what are you doing? Verne Elsesser: I'm shadowing the detective. Mary Belle Campbell: Did you ever take chloroform? Elizabeth Gerringer: No, who teaches it? Miss Gibson: Why were you late to class? Gordon Kearns: Because the bell rang before I got there. Page One hundred sim