AN EXCELLENT BRIGADE
We heard of a man the other day who, being apparently of military age (though he was really over it), was confronted by the usual old gentleman in the usual railway carriage with the challenge why had he not joined.
“Oh, but I belong to the M. B. B.,” said the victim.
“M. B. B.? What’s that, sir?”
“The Mind My Own Business Brigade,” replied the other, resuming his reading of the paper.