Smith—His spring overcoat. He was taking it to the tailor to be pressed and cleaned.
When Lot found his wife transformed into a pillar of salt, he was wise enough to let it go at that and not take a fresh one.
Soloman Soloman—Our frent Cohen must pe goin' t' haf a fire.
Isaac Isaacs—Vy?
Soloman Soloman—Vell, he took oud an inshoorance bolicy yeste'day.
"A telephone girl always reminds me of a pictured saint."
"Why?"