Matinee Idle (Vol. 1, No. 3)

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What did this 15-year-old boy do at 3 o’clock on Sunday mornings? Inventory!

Now & Then
Keeping Track Division (responsorial)

Inspired by Bloomington Bird Lady‘s story of New Year’s Eve inventory-taking [BB, 1/3/2017], here’s our Official Attorney (as usual, corresponding unofficially), Mr. Tulkinghorn: “My family owned a wholesale grocery business that also ran some retail outlets. Back in the ’60s, before every item had its own number to be scanned and priced, we had to go into the store and do audits by hand. There was no other way to check inventory and balance the books properly.

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Why did Mike drop the 50-cent piece down through the outhouse hole?

Life as we know it (responsorial)
Plus: A joke for today (and many yesterdays)

The Clover Kicker has returned (after an absence of more than a decade!): “Have enjoyed the recent outhouse/indoor-plumbing stories.

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Maybe they thought “BOGO” means “Bop Over, Get One”!

Unclear on the concept

The Grand Duchess of Grand Avenue: “Subject: You’ve got to be kidding me!

“Yesterday I was waiting at McDonald’s for my order to come out and witnessed two young men ordering — or attempting to.

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