North Carolina Central University - Eagle Yearbook (Durham, NC)

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1 TheN. C. C. EAGLE That fellar has a lot of nerve to lie flirting with me! Where is he? Sitting behind me. Young Jimmy: I ' apa, do von know anything about girls? Papa : What do yon mean ? Young Jimmy : A couple of girls walked home from school with me today and 1 was wondering as to their intentions. Custom Officer: Shame on you, smuggling in that European liquor. Have you no patriotism? Don ' t you want to see our home industries protected? She : I ' m a little hoarse. lie: 1 knew you wasn ' t a lady. Gee! Mom. a truck just ran over pop and mashed him all over the pavement. Arthur, how often have 1 told you not to tell me such things when I am A Mathematical Xiohtmare The secant flutters all about, The scarlet tangent sings : The blooming polygons are pink. Ami sphere-- are mi the wing. Fierce propositions roam the woods. And cosines fill the air With music sweet: bright hexagones Are growing everywhere. The octagon sits on its nest I n keep the quadrant safe And warm, until it hatches out A quadrilateral waif. When fall is here, and love is warm; Matriculations mate ; The quadrant to the sextant sings And rhombuses rotate. — Northwestern Purple Parrot. 1 am a third assistant movie director. Yes? Yea. [26]

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The N. C. C. EAGLE Judge: This officer states that he found you two fighting in the middle of the street. Defendant: The officer has misled you. When he arrived we were trying to separate each other. The Country ( iirl : Is that a rooster crowing? City Fellow: No, those are hens saying their. Now I lay Me ' s. My father says that he thought nothing of studying five hours a night. Well, 1 don ' t think so much of it myself. First Student : Are you a letter man ? Second Student: No, Sir. She might want to, but 1 don ' t letter. What did you have for lunch? Three guesses. No wonder you are so hungry. Worried: Doctor, I ' m afraid my goldfish has eczema. Doctor (after examination) : Don ' t worry. Mrs. Smith. It ' s only on a small scale. Are you a college professor! Well, just about the same as one — I ' m curator at the museum. It Was That Kind of a Town hat dn you saw gang. Let ' s paint the town red tonight. Yeah, let ' s. It won ' t take much paint. It Does Think When I go to college. said a little high schooler. I am going to call myself ' minutes ' because minutes always pass. Mary: My husband wanted me to wear cotton hose. Molly: The brute! I hope you shot him, dearie. Buyer: Hey! These gloves are about six sizes too small for me. Salesman : Well, didn ' t you say kid gloves? M ' friend. I want a room on the shecond If . lint, you are Mr. Brown, ain ' t you? We have you registered as occupying Room 008. Thash perfectly correct, ol ' boy, but 1 jush fell out of it. [25]

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i ri i r i Ci r r Ti r The N. C. C. EAGLE My father is a professor. i Hi. yell? Veh. And what does he do for a living? He: Have you ever been kissed by a big, strong, handsome man? She: No, could you lix it up for me some night ? Say, that fellow Oscar was so lubricated last night that he sold the postoffice. Well, why so down in the mouth about it? Because 1 bought it. Pupil : Is it correct to walk down a hotel corridor i n your pajamas? Teacher: That depends on the pajamas. At the Sanitarium Hello, how ' s your nose? ( Hi. shut up. Mohammet. So ' s mine. It ' s these blamed spring colds. Student (to elderly aunt): Let ' s walk down. Aunt Melinda. I want you to see our football field. Aunt Melinda (trying to please) : ( )h. how sweet; I ' ve always been anxious to see a field of footballs in full bloom. Sign on Drug Store: Take home a brick, you may have company. Teacher: The word alimony, dear pupils, is merely a contradiction of all his money. Does the coach have the team under control? Does be? Say, every time be gets a headache everyone on the varsity takes an aspirin. I lave you any religion? I certainly have. I am a very devout atheist. College Student (having surrendered bis seat) : I beg your pardi Co-ed: 1 didn ' t speak. Student: I ' m sorry. I thought you said, Thank you.