I saw a dog chasing a jackrabbit down the hill and it was so hot the dog and rabbit were both walking. (Lie down, Fido, you’re all wet.)
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We Clipped This
“I’ve got that down Pat,” said Mrs. Flanigan, as she gave her son a dose of castor oil.
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Bob—“You look sweet enough to eat.”
Gert—“I do! Where shall we go?”
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Frank Adams in a recent Cosmopolitan story describes the modern dance thusly:
“If there wasn’t any music they would be arrested.”