Three gentlemen were seated in a street car. One of them, who stuttered
badly, turned to the man nearest him and said: “W-w-w-would y-y-you
p-p-p-please t-t-t-tell m-me w-what t-t-time it is?” Receiving no reply
he thought he had addressed a foreigner and soon left the car.
The third gentleman turned to the one that had been asked for the time
of day and said: “Why didn’t you tell that poor fellow the time? I never
thought that anyone could be so uncivil.”
The one who had been asked for the time turned and said: “D-d-d-do
y-y-y-you t-t-think I-I-I-I w-w-wanted t-t-to ge-ge-get my h-h-head
ku-ku-knocked off?”
* * * * *
Does It Pay to Forget?
An Irishman and a German went out to the back yard to settle an argument
with their fists. Just before the fight started they agreed that when
either of them had enough he would say “Sufficient.” Then they went at it.
The Irishman soon knocked the Fritzie off his feet. Heinie got up,
shook his head and, catching the Irishman off his guard, hit him for
a goal. Pat came back fast and furious, and so the battle waged fast
and faster—when finally the German, about ready to drop from sheer
exhaustion, cried out—“Sufficient.”
Pat shook hands with him and said: “I’ve been trying to think of that
word for the last ten minutes.”
_“A Fool’s Paradise”_