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“Goat curry and a female librarian, that's what I'm in the mood for.”
― Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer
― Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer
“I've wasted the last five years of my life dealing in religious articles. People today find spiritual solace in ballroom dancing.”
― The Jew of New York
― The Jew of New York
“What sort of attractions do you think lured our coreligionists out of the ghetto and into the mainstream of European culture? Was it the wit of Molière, or the ingenious stage mechanisms of Pixérécourt? Or was it simply the opportunity to cast an eye, without shame, upon the living, unclad human form?”
― The Jew of New York
― The Jew of New York
“I was born Moishe Ketzelbourd but the Indians call me Maurice Cougar.”
― The Jew of New York
― The Jew of New York
“After forty years of selling wholesale industrial deodorizing supplies, one establishment is forced to open its doors to the public.
In the lingo of the trade, a salesman explains why their large institution buyers have gone elsewhere.
Who wants to stand downwind of the League o' Nations every time some freshman with a bladder infection pulls a Nebuchadnezzar?”
― Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer
In the lingo of the trade, a salesman explains why their large institution buyers have gone elsewhere.
Who wants to stand downwind of the League o' Nations every time some freshman with a bladder infection pulls a Nebuchadnezzar?”
― Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer
“You see these unsold goods taking up space in busy stores and ask yourself, 'Who would ever buy such a thing? To whose antiquated and misguided sense of taste would such a thing appeal?' To the dead, I answer! The dead are the eternally out of fashion!
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These piles of unsold goods are conclusive proof of the existence of an eternal and insatiable appetite.”
― The Cardboard Valise
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These piles of unsold goods are conclusive proof of the existence of an eternal and insatiable appetite.”
― The Cardboard Valise





