Dim Wits

It was a striking coincidence that the new clerk at the soda-fountain was locally regarded as being a half-wit, and that the individual who approached him also happened to be the possessor of one of those fractional intellects.

"What'll it be?" inquired semi-idiot number one.

"A glass of plain soda without flavor."

"Without what flavor?"

The customer pondered this for a brief space. "Without chocolate flavor," he said.

"You can't have it without chocolate flavor," answered the soda- jerker. "Because we ain't got no chocolate. You'll have to take it without vanilla!"