Bryant Junior High School - Junior Life Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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THE JUNIO R LIFE 47 Name Address 9A Subjects Mv Memory Page J c Home Room Adviser Marks FACULTY SIGNATURES Principal Counselor Teachers My Classmates Their Favorite Sayings Bryant’s Bright Spots Clubs Picnic LAST DAY AT BRYANT Finishing Exercises

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46 THE JUNIOR LIFE « Laughs of the Day First Salesman: You’re a salesman, too? What do you sell? Second Salesman: Salt. First Salesman: I’m a salt seller, too. Second Salesman: Shake. Who Started This? Would you like to break bread with us, Sir? Oh, I’d loaf to. King Arthur: Fray, what is that horrible clanking? Page: Please, Sir; it’s only Launce-lot and the Queen on the parlor sofa. William: How did vou break your leg? Bill: I threw a cigarette in a manhole—and stepped on it. Judge: You admit you drove over this man with a loaded truck? Driver: Yes, your honor. Judge: And what have you to say in your defence? Driver: I didn’t know it was loaded. He (fastening the little girl’s dress): Didn’t your mother hook this? She: No sir; she bought it. Have you got the dough to pay for it? You’ve got a lot of crust to ask that! Oh, that’s all rye. Try to roll it off. You crumb. You might be polite, at yeast. Clerk: See, that hat fits perfectly. How does it feel? Student: Fine unless my ears get tired. Air-Taxi Pilot: I’ve lost control. I can't stop her! Scotch: Well, for the luvva Mike, turn off the meter. 1st U Student: He was kicked out of school for cheating. 2nd U Student: How come? 1st U Student: He was caught counting his ribs in a physiology exam. Newlyweds He: Who spilled mustard on this waffle, dear? She: Oh, John! How could you? This is lemon pie. Mary: Who is that man over there snapping his fingers? John: That’s a deaf mute with the hic-coughs. « Voice on Telephone: Hello, fraternity house? Different V.O.T.: Yeah. V.O.T.: Who owns the tux at your house? Look here, Waiter, I just found a collar-button in my soup. Oh, thank you, sir. I’ve been looking all over for it. « I suppose that your home town is one of those where everyone goes down to meet the train. What train? Adam: Eve! You’ve gone and put my dress suit in the salad again.

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