Monroe High School - Senior Issue Yearbook (Monroe, MI)

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The editor may toil and work, Till finger tips are sore: But there remains some fish to say, I've heard that joke before. George Imo: I ain't got no pen- cil. Miss Conway: What? George: I ain't got no pencil. Miss Conway: What? George: Oh, nothing. Mr. Bassett: Why didn't you come to class today? You missed my lecture on appendicitisf' Mac: I'm tired of these organ re- citalsf' Mr. Osborn: Now in case any- thing should go wrong with this ex- periment, we and the laboratory with us would be blown sky high. Now come a little closer boys in order that you may follow me. Myrtle W.: Can you stand on your head? Bob Taft: No, it's too high Discussing death in English class. Arleen Opferman: I know a person who looks at death as an adventure. I don't know if he's sincere, but I'd like to see him die. Mr. Atherton: Do you know who wrote the Covered Wagon? Wilma Pyle: I didn't know it was written, I thought it was drawn.' 1 . Mr. Bassett: Where do bugs go in the winter? Wes Goetz: Search me. Miss Stone in Commercial Geog- raphy class, Roland, why do they let the cotton plant bush out? Roland Kraus: XVhy, I imagine they have no way of stopping it. Charlie Diekman: Do your stu- dents cut classes for any reason? Mr. Osborn: Oh certainly. Charlie: For what reason? Mr. Osborn: 'lFor any reason. Mary Robertson: Hey, you're sitting on some jokes I cut out. Bud Dorner: I thought I felt something funny. Ray Hochradel: 'AName the live senses. Charlie McIntyre: Nickels FAMOUS SONGS He' . You were meant for me. She: Why bring that up? He: 'AWhat will I do Without you? She: Freeze and melt. He: I kiss your hand, Madam. She: That's music to my ears. He: Is it going to be long? She He: She: ia 'Foreverf' Louise. J1mmy. He: I'm in my seventh heaven. She 'Be your age. b He: 'Oh Baby, where can you e? She Down among the sugar cane. He: Who's that knocking at my door. She Sam, the old accordion man. He: What do you want to do. honey? She: Take off your skin and dance around in your bones.

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Eleanor Meade: Do you work long hours? Johnnie Beyer: No, I'm on regu- lar hours-sixty minutes. Kate Schmidt: I'm going home. Clayton Ainslie: Why? Kate: Because I live there. Mr. Luft: Hang it, you've brought the wrong shoes, one is black and the other is brown. John: I know, sir, but the others are the same way. Lucille Root inquiring about His- tory test: Are we going to have dates Wednes.day? Mr. Herkner: That depends on you. Helen Zabel: Just think, old sweet, a girl I know thinks a football coach has four wheels. Mollie Laboe: Ha, ha, indeed! Very stupid. How many has it? Jeanette Sprague: Do you girls really like conceited men better than the o-ther kind? Marcella Hinz: What other kind? Teacher: Give me an example of a coincidence? Fred Schatte: My mother and father were married on the same day. Little moments with big people- Jake Gutterman. They laughed at me when I sat down at the piano, and you can imagine my embarrassment when I found out the piano was a modernistic desk. Don Hoyt to anybody: Do you know that there are a million aching hearts, a million lonely girls, and a million Cinderellas dreaming of me. Geraldine Brock: Have you heard about the murder mystery? Mabel Shroeder: No, what of it? Geraldine: Yesterday in the li- brary, the police found a man's nose buried in a book. If you don't believe peanuts are fattening. look at any circus elephant. It is hardest to get out of bed in winter, spring, summer and fall. Maxine Logan: Gee, I'm in an awful hole. Marcella H i n z 1 What's the trouble? Maxine: I've spelled professor with two f's and I don't know which one to cross out. Bruce Clark: A scientist says that we ought to eat food that will de- velop the craniumf' Harold Lanphere: Well, I sug- gest the following menu: noodle soup, head cheese, and cocoanut pie. PERILS OF A BIG CITY A man wandered into the middle of Broadway in New York City. On his left he could see a street car ap- proaching. On his right came a fire engine, while in front of him, ad- vancing rapidly, was a cab. Behind him came a truck. From above a steel girder was rapidly falling. He lifted the man hole cover and jumped in. He was killed by a subway train. CWarning-keep away unless you have wingsj