Cockeyed Cavaliers

Bert:
You blew your nose!

Bob:
I did not blow my nose. It was your imagination!

Bert:
Oh, no. My imagination doesn't make a noise like that.

Bob:
Get that silly look off of your face! Every time you do that I know you're ready to lift something--and you promised me you weren't gonna steal another thing!

Bert:
You know I can't help lifting things. It's a disease! Y'know, the doctor says that I'm a kleptomaniac.

Bob:
Yeah, well why don't you take something for it?

Bert:
I've taken everything. But you know, I don't really steal.

Bob:
Aw, no, you don't steal--you just find a lot of things that haven't been lost, that's all!

Bob:
Hi there, Jen! Doggone, what a beautiful dress you have on!

Lady Genevieve:
My dressmaker says it's the coming thing.

Bob:
Heh! It must be coming--because there's a lot of it that hasn't arrived yet.