BELIEVE IT ...OR NO

Rotorua Morning Post, Volume 1, Issue 38, 7 October 1931, Page 4

BELIEVE IT ...OR NO

FISHY! My friend Smyth (said tk ing-room bore) is being chai day. Assault and battery. his job, you know, so he h little fish business. Painted lj up: "Sniyth: Fresh Fish Sold He hadn't heen going ahove ; when one of his friends turi "Why 'Fresh'?" he queried. wouldn't sell stale fish, woulc So Smyth painted the word o a little while another fello"w him, "I can't see the use of t\ 'here,' " says he. "You're not it any wherg/ else, are you?" friend painted out "Here," to; a customer had a go at him. " she snapped. "I believe you. 1 tell by the prices you're not g away." Smyth obliterated The last straw -was, when so: said to him, "I don't see wt want that word 'Fish' there ^ can smell it all , over .the Smyth hit him with a 10-pon head. The case comes on to-i >>» WHY HE FAILED Here's another yarn to gj cricket season. Slogg had tran his cricket prowess from "one to another. Glance, a forme mate, met him. "How are y ting ori with your new clul asked. "No goodl" replied "The captain always seeriis toin to bat .in the mjddle of trick." A PERMANENT DISABILIT A couple of menibers of tk ney Legislative AsSembly vti always heen anathema to one j were draWn into a verbal the AsSembly bar room ffot lotj After half an hour or so of i cross firing, one tried to fitn argument "by sayiiig to the "What's the use of talking ( anyhow, you're a blanky S "Sir!" said the other, reaii: "you are drunk!" "That's true endugh," kgrei more belligerent M:L.A., "t morrow I'll be soher, and you he a blanky idiot." The divisiol at this stage prevented a S; scene. HARD LIFE. The small daughter: — "Mua: I grow up, will I get a husba: Daddie?" "Yes, dear." "And if I don't marry will I old maid like Aunt Annie?" "Yes, dear." "H'm! It's pretty hard for i men, isn't it, Mummy?" BAREFACED ROBBERY Fifteen years had elapsed Donal' McFungus bade farewe hi5 native heather and 'sought i; parts to make his fortune; ani he was returning, pockets fulls ver, to greet his hrothers, Ango? Jock. He was astounded wk saw them, for hoth were w long red beards. "Losh, laddia cried. "I didna recognise you. | do you conceal your faces?" | "Weel," said Angus, "do yen : Donal', that when ye left koa j teen years ago ye took the rata ! ye?" HISTORICAL "What did your wife say t) when she saw you out with typist?" asked Quietman. "She became historical," S Gaylad, simply. CLASS-CONSCIOUSNESS _ As a classic example of jouii and class-consciousness, a well-i Australian K.C., tells this ohe. ' he was an acting-jttdge he fs volved in an accident while b j ing to the court, and both hi j the taxi-driver struck the ker's The local paper reported it ii manner: — "The driver was throi to the road. His Honor was P j itated to the footpath."