Coalinga High School - Petrolia Yearbook (Coalinga, CA)

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JOKES Donald Terry: Can you stand on your head? Ruby Gentry: No, It's up too high. Gib Dunn fto the girls in the cheering sectionlz Let's go girls! the old orange and black supporters. Thelma Keyser: How did you find yourself this morning? Louise Kummins: Oh, I just opened my eyes and there I was. Joe Powers: Say, where can I get a hold of Joyce Johnson? Joe Oyster: Search me, they say she's awful ticklishf' Imogene Cook: I know a good joke about crude oil. Vida Devine: Spring it. Imogene: I can't, it isn't relinedf' June Reser: Wliat makes all policemen so fat? Dick Ayers: Too much tralllc jam. Tom Robinson: I think June Crum is as pretty as she can be. Snitz: Aren't most girls? Mary Davis: I suppose you're crazy to kiss me. Jack Pnrtle: You're right. I'd have to be. Bob Conn: Which side of a possum has the most hair on it? Charles Collins: The outside. John Bordagaray: What does unaware mean? George Anxolahe: It's the last thing you take off at night. Mary Meinzer: Are you serious? Virginia McNeil: No, French. Miss Schutte: What is the shape of the earth? J Daryl Drummond: Round. Miss Schutte: How do you know that it's round? Daryl: All right. It's square. I don't want to start an argument ab Mr. Adams: Elladean, what's matter? Elladean Hays: Why, I didn't know anything was the matter. Mildred Smith: It looks like rain. Johnnie Carter: What looks like rain '? Mildred: Water, Pyhllis Jones: I like you. Lefty Stewart: I like you to. Phyllis: What do you think I am, the Siamese twins? Jack Fraysher: Poor Betty Cheney, she won't get to graduate fro Jim Holloway: Why? Jack: Because she is going to Coalinga J. C. Miss Abele: Go find Imogene. Joe Oyster: She in history and if I go in I'll get killed. Miss Abele: Devils go where Angels fear to tread. Go on, now. Show them out it. m Stanford.

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JOKES Clarence Bowery: We're coming to a tunnel, are you afraid ? Josephine Chelensky: Not if you take that pipe out of your mouth. Bertha Blackburn: Do you know where little boys go who swim on Sundays? Robert Abell: Yes, down on the river where there are lots of trees. But you can't go, girls aren't allowed. Zella: Why so sad, Elmer? Elmer: I was just thinking that this is the last evening we can have together before tomorrow. Bill Douglas: Don't they call a man's wife his better half? Esther Diamond: Yes Bill: Then if he marries twice, there isn't anything left of him. Willodean Clark: Don't you think my dresses are bGCOIllll'lLI?u Earl Boroff: Yes, becoming shorter and shorter. Osbert Housdort: I'm embarrassed. There's a patch on my pants. Idus Hicks: 'Tm more embarrassed, there isn't one on mine. Richard Lander: Where is Petticoat Avenue? Dorothy Loomer: Just inside of the outskirts. Annie Moore: I got a hunch. Howard Drew: Really, I thought you were just round shoulderedf' Arthur Medo: What would you do it I kissed you on the forehead? Maudie Epperson: I'd certainly call you down. 'Vernal I-lale: That's a pretty sash on your new dress. Claudia Gorden: Silly! That's no sash, tha.t's the dress. Bob Sumpt: Do you really like conceited boys better than the other kind? Evelyn Santos: What other kind? Although Miss Abele would very much like the job as Mussolini's adviser, he appears to be doing 'OK' without her aid. Why doesn't she try Hitler? Earl Boroft Cto Selma. Berman during lab time in Chemistryjz Heh, Selma, we've been partners for nigh on to one year now, ha.ven't we? - Selma: Tee hee, yeah, we oughta be getting married pretty soon. Earl fvery much in earnestlz Yeah, but who'd have us? O11e whole period of Chemistry l1ad been spend in lecturing on the harmof young people smoking, when one student asked how old a person should be before he started smoking. Mr. Adams replied that they should be at least twenty-six years old. In a doubtful voice another student exclaimed, HI bet you surely get discouraged waiting. Mr. Adams, while explaining the ventillation system of the Chemistry room, pointed to Herschel Davis who was sitting before the heater and said, There's where the hot air comes from. Arvilla returned to Chemistry class late, Mr. Adams asked: Arvilla, do you have a slip? Arvilla answered, No-oh, yes, I do to have one on.