Parlor, Bedroom and Bath1931

Angelica Embrey:
I'm sorry Bertie, but I've decided that I can't marry you.

Bertie:
Oh, but why? Uh, why the sudden change? I mean to say, dash it.

Angelica Embrey:
You don't come up to specifications.

Bertie:
Specifications? Uuh, what am I, a horse or a silly ass?

Angelica Embrey:
Oh, well I wouldn't say that you were silly.

Bertie:
But my dear, you know, you can't judge a husband in a bathing suit.

Angelica Embrey:
No, but you can get a rough idea.

Bertie:
Ooh.