An old gentleman, who was out walking one afternoon, noticed a number of small boys who were playing in the street.  Stopping to watch them at their play, he inquired of one little fellow who was looking very downhearted, what kind of a game they were playing.
     "Oh, just playing auto," the boy replied.
     Then, seeing that the old gentleman was really interested in the game, the youngster started to explain.  
     "Now, that kid running by me is a Packard and that one right behind him is an Overland.  See?"
     "Why don't they let you play with them?" asked the kindly old gentleman.
     "Why, I'm playing, but I'm supposed to be so small they don't notice me."
     "What kind of an auto are you?"
     "Oh, I ain't an auto; I'm just a Ford."

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     Mr. D_____ entered a restaurant and looking over the menu card, told the man to bring him a dish of soup.
    As the waiter walked away, Mr. D_____ called after him, "Hey, I did not know you had frog's legs."
     The waiter quickly turned and replied, "I haven't; I got them in that shape by riding in a Ford."