The Dentist1932

Daughter:
[after her father has patted her on the derriere as she looks into the ice box] Fifty pounds and chop it fine.

Dentist:
[reading from a newpaper] "Mrs. Unclebeck..." [looking up when her words have sunken in] What do you mean, "Fifty pounds and chop it fine"?

Daughter:
Oh, I thought you were Arthur.

Dentist:
Who's Arthur?

Daughter:
He's the man I intend to marry.

Dentist:
Oh, well, don't tell me anything about it - I'm only your father. I can read about it in the newspapers. What does he do for a living?

Daughter:
Well, he's the iceman.

Dentist:
[shocked] An iceman?

Daughter:
Yeah, he goes to college. He's a Cornell man.

Arthur the iceman:
[voice from outside] Iceman!

Daughter:
Red Grange was an iceman.

Dentist:
He's still an iceman as far as I'm concerned!