The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, December 17, 1930, Image 5

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To All A
PAST AND
WISH YOU
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THE BATTALION
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Homer ominif!
Drunks—("olleRianH busy i
< tnR they are worthy of the name
—sillv speeches by senti6
old-grads—which no one
to—shocked old ladi
broken whisky
whiskv—drunks— asinine old
men shining like Kgl
lights — spo 4 lights — affi
girls posing and bidding for the
admiration of th? crowd —
drunks— thousands cheering ,a
football game which few are so
ber enough to see— cops eject
ing drunken students who
promptly return through anoth
er entrance— men who never
clenched a fist screaming 44 yeP-
low’* at bruised and battered
boys who happen, to be on the
other side— the dance after the
game which is worse than the
game as only 22 p'ayed there—
> singing— drunk-— ptwre drunks
—oh. hell, homeroming comes
only once a year— Thank (ind!—»
—Rammer Jammer.
Guess HI be a fireman.
Oh, yeah?
Uh, huh! IVe already jumped
out of three windows this week.
—Red Cat
Phooney—Are you a statisti
cian ?
Mooney—Well, I raise rabbits.
-Wampus.
First she’s in. your thoughts si
lot.
She has many charms;
Soon she’s in your motor car:
Then she's in your arms.
Then she’s in your family;
Oh, a lackaday!
Then, of course, for evermore