A number of people have complained that they could hear nothing of the recent air-raids over London, owing to the noise of the firing being drowned by the admonitory activities of the police.
THE BULLDOG BREED.
Company Commander (making sure of his men before the show). "NOW, WHEN WE GO OVER THE TOP TO-MORROW, YOU ALL KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TO MAKE FOR?"
Chorus of Tommies. "YUSS, SIR."
C.C. "WHAT IS IT, THEN?"
Chorus. "THEY GERMANS, SIR."