Western Canada High School - Yearbook (Calgary, Alberta Canada)

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JOKES —Continued Marion Egleston was reading from the composition book when she came to a word she could not pronounce. Barque,” prompted Mr. Stevenson. Marion giggled. “Barque,” exclaimed Mr. Stevenson, harshly. Marion (obediently)— Bow-wow! Roly Richardson—“I saw Sandy during the eclipse.” Jim Macqueen— Where?” Roly— Running to the station trying to send a night letter.” Roberta Todd— I wonder how many men will be disappointed when I marry? Bill Sheldon— It depends on how many men you marry.” Mr. Flick— Dyke, what is the meaning of a vacuum?” Sid Dyke— Please, sir, I don’t know; I have it in my head, but I can’t express it.” Mr. Harding— What is a flame test?” Geo, Dickson—“Ask her to go for a ride in a street car.” ■ • • • • •••, • : [H j, • Mrs. Hunter— Doris, go wash your face and neck. Doris— Neck whom? Mrs. Stanley— Where is the car? .. a-: Mr. Stanley— Dear me! Did I take the car out? Mrs. Stanley— Of course you did! You drove it to school.” Mr. Stanley— I remember now that after I got out I turned around to thank the gentleman who gave me a lift and wondered where he had gone.” LJU Teacher— Who can name one important thing we have now that we did not have a hundred years ago?” John Davidson— Me! Les Anderson— You gave that cloak-room attendant a big tip, old boy.’ Bill Pentland— Well, he gave me a good coat.”

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Page 68 YEAR JOKES —Continued Funny Gregg—“Are you doing anything Tuesday night?’’ Edythe Lincoln (expectantly)—“Not a thing.” Funny Gregg— Fine! You won ' t be tired on Wednesday morning. Miss McCracken—“You must learn to visualize.” (Lecturing on Milton’s Para¬ dise Lost) Can’t you see Satan before you?” Class (in unison)—“Yes, Miss McCracken.” ¥ ¥ ¥ Lloyd Smith—“Why don’t you put on.your slicker? Tom Pinder—-“I can’t. 1 got a book in my hand and it.won ' t go through the sleeve.” ¥ Ches Burns-—“Did you fill your date last night?” Graham Miller— Yes. She ate everything in sight. ' .’ ¥ ¥ Uncle— My boy, think of the future.” Ted Willis—“I can’t. It’s my girl’s birthday, and I must think of the present.” Clerk—“This physics book will do half your work for you.” Pat White— Good! I’ll take two of them.” ¥ ¥-. ¥ Miss James—“What is your idea of harmony?” Barry Himmelman— A freckle faced girl in a polka dot dress leading a giraffe.” ¥ ¥ ¥ Betty Priestly— You sure think you are good looking, don ' t you?” Joe O’Connor—“Well, no, but what is my opinion against that of hundreds of vomen?” ¥ ¥ ¥ Art Burns—“I had a consultation with a mind reader last night.” Stan James— How did she enjoy the rest?” ¥ ¥ ¥ Mr. Stanley— What! You back again.” Belkin—“The inside of your letter said ‘Suspended for two months,’ but the out¬ side said ‘Return in five days.’ ”

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Page 70 YEAR JOKES —Continued Winnie Chalmers— Harold’s mustache makes me laugh.” Jean Anderson— Tickled me, too. Ireland— Well, I knocked ’em cold in Latin, all right.” Chris Sheldon— What did you get?” Ireland— Zero.” A first year student sent a poem to Dorothy Hutton, our Literary Editor. The title of the poem was, Why am I alive? Dorothy wrote returning the poem, Because you sent the poem by mail instead of delivering it in person.” Jim Macqueen— I heard something this morning that certainly opened my eyes.” George Dickson— Yeah? What was it?” Macqueen— The alarm clock. Justin Grott (at Junior Basketball Game)— I don’t see how that referee can keep so cool. L. Chaston— That’s easy. Look at all the fans around him.” Words fail me,” muttered Bruce Wilson as he flunked the comp. exam. Mr. West (to Jack who has just spoken to a pretty girl)— Do you know that girl?” Jack— Know her? I ' m engaged to her. Mr. West— Heavens! Are you serious about her?” Jack—“Oh, no! Just a passing fiancee.” Jack Corbett— I made some brew out of grapes and called it grapinel. It was smooth.” Bert Corey— Well, I made some out of raisins and named it raisinel.” Mr. Copeland was walking down the street with one foot in the gutter, and one on the curb, in an absent-minded way. Mr. Gislason, meeting him inquired as to his health. “Well,” replied Mr. Copeland, when I started out I felt fine, but for the last ten minutes I ' ve been limping terribly.”