She—Why do you like to dance so much?
He—Oh, for many reasons—I can put my arm around you, draw you up close, feel your soft cheek against mine, and—
She—That will do! Let’s stay at home and make believe we went to the dance.
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Jes’ a Jester Jest
Some people say: “Get thee behind me, Satan and push me along.”
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What Ho?
First Lunch Hound—“Well, old strawberry, howsa boy? I just had a plate of oxtail soup and feel bully.”
Second Counter Fiend—“Nothing to it, old watermelon. I just had a plate of hash and feel like everything.”