A Humorist Tells Himself Every

Strictly Speaking, The Land Does Not Exist; It Is Merely Dehydrated Sea.

A Humorist Tells Himself Every Morning, "i Hope It's Going To Be A Rough Day." When Things Are Going Well, It's Much Harder To Make The Right Jokes.

The Word "souvenir" Has, Of Course, Slightly Extended Itself In Meaning Until It Now Denotes Almost Anything Either Breakable Or Useless; But Even Today, Ninety Per Cent Of The Items Covered By The Word Are Forgettable Objects In Which Cigarettes Can Be Left To Go Stale.

All I Know Of Birds To This Date Is That Sparrows Are The Ones That Are Not Pigeons.

Having Lost The Last War, They Are Currently Enjoying A "wirtschaftswunder," Which Can Be Briefly Translated As "the Best Way To Own A Mercedes Is To Build One."