How Much Would You Want To Stand

A Thing That Has Always Baffled Me About Women Is That They Will Saturate Themselves With A Pint Of Perfume, A Pound Of Sachet Powder, An Evil-smelling Lip Rouge, A Peculiar-smelling Hair Ointment And A Half-dozen Varieties Of Body Oils, And Then Have The Effrontery To Complain Of The Aroma Of A Fine Dollar Cigar.

Take Two Turkeys, One Goose, Four Cabbages, But No Duck, And Mix Them Together. After One Taste, You'll Duck Soup For The Rest Of Your Life

You Call This A Party? The Beer Is Warm, The Women Cold And I'm Hot Under The Collar.

Thirteen At A Table Is Unlucky Only, When The Hostess Has Only Twelve Chops.

Most Young Women Do Not Welcome Promiscuous Advances. (either That, Or My Luck's Terrible.)