Some more jokes from Bubble and Squeak by “The Tatler Man”, published around 1927…

It was at a public function that a certain bishop and a millionaire got into conversation. “I never go to church,” said the latter somewhat patronisingly. “Perhaps you’ve noticed that, bishop?” “Yes, I have noticed it,” replied the bishop gravely. “No doubt you wonder why I never go to church,” went on the other. “Well, I’ll tell you why, bishop. There are so many hypocrites there.” “Oh, don’t let them keep you away,” said the bishop, smiling. “There is always room for one more, you know.”

The argumentative town councillor was crushing an opponent’s case. “Gentleman,” he said, “you may say with Councillor Jones that this is a case of six of one and half-a-dozen of the other. But I say, No!” –pause for emphasis—“No! It is nothing of the sort. It is exactly the contrary.”

A small boy was beating a rug in a backyard with all his might gazing pensively up at the sky after each stroke. “What on earth are you doing, dear?” inquired his mother. “Sending some dust up to God,” was the reply, “so’s He can make some new people.”

A very inane-looking young man sauntered into the chemist’s shop and asked for something to kill moths. “Certainly, sire,” said the assistant; “you’d better have a sixpennyworth of moth balls.” “No, no,” exclaimed the young man testily; “that’s what I had the last time, and I couldn’t hit one of the little beggars.”

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