St. Paul recorder. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1934-2000, 1935-12-27
PERSONALITIES
By Nellie DOds0n
PERSONALITIES BY NELLIE
DODSON

NEWS OF THE YEAR: Pete
Thatcher kisses with his eyes open.
Haw! That rates a paragraph all
by itself.
REMEMBER WAY BACK
WHEN: Everybody stopped off at
Ms on the way to a party and
got in their supply of giggle soup?
And lots of folks even chased clear
over to st. Paul just to tank up.
=. And the number of party in
vitations you received depended on
the amount of gig soup you could
consume, on accounta' no one
wanted a "softie" among those
present. And after every party
the dawning of the mawning would
find at least two or three brothers
draped over the lawns all up and
your mawning milk and pick up
the DRINKS off the terrace, Ell?
And the only ones left when
PATTY was over were those who
were too spliffed to find the door,
or those who were taking care of
the infants who had passed out
of the picture. Everybody else had
scrammed with everybody else's
gal or boy friend. And the
only way you could drink the poi
son which the bootleggers dished
out was to take a gulp, close your
eyes, hang on to something, swal-
low, and then wait five minutes
before going into a back-hand
flop? And there was a fight
between two wobbly romeos over
some wobbly femme every time
a PATTY was given? And re-
member the time some goofy-guzz-
Ter gave that certain Diplomat
member a drink of radiator alike
for a drink of in-gay, and the Dip
lomat passed out cold, and turned
PURPLE? :. And remember the
time Crystal Graham went into
tantrum and busted up that house
party? She shooed everybody into
the closets and under the beds, and
then stood waving a broom and
daring just one person to show his
head. And two prominent Kappas
went out through the back door
without bothering to open it, so
anxious were they to get out of
the way? And remember the
time when that Omega brother
fell down the front steps at Ster-
ling Club, got up and wanted to
fight because he was sure some
body had given him a shove? When
the truth of it was, there wasn't
anyone within mile of him when
he started grabbing for air? {.
And remember how there used to
be walking contests after the par
ties? The ones who weren't too
spliffed walking those who were
blotto up and down and all around
in an attempt to sober 'em up be-
fore they took 'em home to their
Mommas and Poppas? And
they say PROHIBITION DID THE
COUNTRY SOME GOOD! &.
Phooey. Nobody acts so silly
at parties now. The worst of
the Repeal stuff isn't as bad as
the "good" fire water showed off
on the public during prohibition.
=. At least it doesn't turn folks
into raving maniacs like a couple
of shifts of the other used to do.
And now watch the local drys
and stiff necks start in on me. Ho
hum!
Everybody guessed wrong about
the campus lad who goes riding in
the swanky car with the red head
lassie. He happens to be one of
the most quiet and sedate of the
collegians, and not one of the bal
lyhooers. Put THAT in your pipe
and smoke it, my trans.
Ted Crockett wants it known
that the article in the other Twin
City cullud newspaper last week,
which accused him of certain
things such as sticking cigar ashes
in gals drinks, was mistaken, on