Life — July 5, 1929 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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Gourer: terrible! It Sims To Me Life in an apartment holds many surprises. Perhaps the greatest _ is when you try to turn off your radio, and find that for the past hour you have been listening to the set next door. A tall glass of tea, with plenty of ice and a little lemon, and maybe a sprig of fresh mint, tastes almost as good as if it were illegal. I wish peaches would shave before they come to town. The college boy who won the stand- ing broad jump, the pole-vault, the hurdles and the high jump is spending his vacation at home, and can hardly get out of the porch swing. Tea-room proprietors notice that you wear a hat, so they provide a place to put it. Iam hoping they will become even more observant and provide a place for you to put your legs. We are always afraid a barber is go- ing to cut our hair the way his own hair is cut. _A dentist ought to work on a poli- tician’s teeth for half price, considering accessibility. It would seem that when some peo- ple get a new car, they can hardly Wait to try out its non-shattering wind- shield. —Tom Sims. Really Josie your iron shots are Visiting relatives will ring the bell, pace up and down before the door, peep through a window and go away, if you take all the furni- ture out of the parlor. Perhaps we could pass a law forc- ing auto drivers to rub a little printer's ink on their license plates. Then the number would be stamped on the seat of the pedestrian’s trousers auto- matically. “I didn't have very much for your din- ner tonight, dear, so 1 thought I'd put on a litte floor show to help please you.” comicbooks.com