65° - 01.07.1968, Síða 39

“A pinch of good humor is like a pinch of salt”
I keep thinking he’s trying to tell us something.
In an interview with the director of the Na-
tional Theater, a reporter asked,
“What would you like to say about your plans
for the future?”
“Nothing,” replied he, “except that I look on
the past with satisfaction.”
it
At a hotel, the guest saw a fly in his soup and
summoned the waiter.
“What is this fly doing in my soup?”
After glancing at the fly, the waiter replied,
“It appears he is practising his backstroke,
Sir.”
it
“God always sleeps,” observed a six year old.
“Why do you say that?” asked his mother.
“How can he get up, when there isn’t any floor
in Heaven?”
it
“We are very worried about my father,” the
girl explained, “He had a stroke, and his whole
right side is paralyzed, even his right hand —
the hand he writes checks with.”
I don’t care who you are; wipe your feet!
“Marriage is like a ship without a compass
which rolls on the waves and is driven aimlessly by
storm and currents . . .” so concluded the seaman’s
congratulatory speech at the wedding celebration
of the new bride and groom.
it
Iceland’s best known painter, Kjarval, visited
a country home and was offered lodging for the
night. In return for this favor, he gave the farmer
one of his paintings. Next time he happened by,
he noticed the picture was hung on the wall up-
side down. He took back his painting, but soon
sent the farmer another picture, of a cow, with
the following note: Remember that the udder is
supposed to hang down.
Things aren’t what they used to be.
“You’d better see if the boys are safe,” urged
the anxious mother. “They said that they and
forty other boys were meeting for battle at eight
o’clock.”
The husband returned a few minutes later.
“It’s all right. They’re just standing in the rain
tapping each other with sticks. They’re not even
excited, poor devils.”
An adopted child was being cruelly teased by
several of his more fortunate playmates, but he
answered them scornfully,
“My parents chose me from hundreds of child-
ren, but your parents had to take what they got.”