TO BAD JOKERS.

Sir,--Seeing in the first number of your paper an announcement from Mr.
Thomas Hood, that he was in want of a laugher, I beg to offer my services
in that comic capacity, and to hand you my card and certificates of my
cachinnatory powers.

T.C.

CARD.

Mr. Toady Chuckle begs to inform wits, punsters, and jokers in
general that he

GOES OUT LAUGHING.

His truly invaluable zest for bad jokes has been patronised by
several popular farce-writers and parliamentary Pasquins.

Mr. T.C. always has at command smiles for satire, simpers for
repartee, sniggers for conundrums, titters for puns, and guffaws for
jocular anecdotes. By Mr. T.C.'s system, cues for laughter are
rendered unnecessary, as, from a long course of practical
experience, the moment of cachinnation is always judiciously
selected.

N.B. The worst Jokes laughed at, and rendered successful. Old Joes
made to tell as well as new.

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