The Fireless Telephone
In Hades: “Hell-o!”
In Heaven: “Hal-o!”
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“Were you ever pinched for going too fast?”
“No, but I’ve been slapped.”
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“Mary, Mary, slightly airy,
How do the fashions go?”
“Piled up hair and shoulders bare
And vertebrae all in a row.”
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“Sir,” writes a correspondent, “When I was in Butte I dropped my meal ticket on the floor and one of those miners with hob-nailed shoes stepped on it and punched out a week’s board.”
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