Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 156, January 22, 1919 by Various
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an _Allowance Man_ (_brewing_) fix his own allowance (brewed)?
Am I slightly knock-kneed or am I not? Do write me frankly on the subject. You have seen me divested of trousers. Because if I am then I don't think I will try my luck as an _Artist's Model_. _Athlete_.--Ha! I feel my biceps and find it not so soft. It's a wearing life, though. Is there such a thing as an _Athlete_ (_indoor_)? You know my speed and agility at Ludo. I flatter myself I have musical taste, but _Back and Belly Maker_ (_piano_) I consider vulgar--almost indecent, in fact. Such anatomical intimacy with the piano would destroy for me the bewitchment of the Moonlight Sonata. There is something very alluring about _Bank Note Printer_. I see the chance of continuing the Army trick of making a living without working for it. Surely a _Bank Note Printer_ is allowed his little perquisites. Why should he print millions of bank notes for other people and none for himself? I can imagine an ill-used _Bank Note Printer_ very easily becoming a Bolshevist. _Barb Maker_ (_wire_) I do not like. I have too many unpleasant memories of the Somme. It is a hideous trade and ought to be abolished altogether. If I am wrong correct me, but isn't the prime function of a _Bargee_ to swear incessantly? Not my forte, James. What you thought you heard that day in 1911, when I missed a six-inch putt, was only "Yam," which is a Thibetan expression meaning "How dreadfully unfortunate!" I knew |
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