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Dear Whiz Bang Bill—What’s the extreme penalty for bigamy?—Ophelia Anckel.
Two mothers-in-law.
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Dear Skipper—My husband stays out every night and he always says he sits up with Jack, but he won’t tell me his friend’s last name. Can you advise me?—Grace Gravydisch.
Your husband probably is attending Jack Pot.
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Dear Farmer Bill—As you are living on a farm, perhaps you may be able to give me the correct definition of a filly.—Cobb Webb.
A filly, my dear sir, is a lady horse that has never had a honeymoon.