Mutt & Jeff by Bud Fisher for October 18, 2023

Four waiter jokes in a row, and not one of them ended with “The backstroke.”

I’m going to guess again because this one doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. As Wally Cleaver could tell you, even as recently as the 50s, if you paid as much as sixty cents for a bowl of soup – you were in a VERY fancy restaurant! And the drawing on this one looks more like it was in the 30s or 40s, when meat was either too expensive for most people to have it most of the time – or being rationed. So Jeff’s first observation – to be quiet or everyone will want a fly in their soup – is probably where the joke begins- but the rest of the conversation wanders off the subject. This is apparently a case of a 20-something youngster trying to adjust a joke which was written during a time period which he/she knows nothing about.

‘’Waiter, your thumb is in my soup.’’

‘’No problem sir, soup’s not too hot.’’

‘’Waiter, this coffee tastes like mud!’’

‘’Yes sir, it’s fresh ground!’’

Husband: “Waiter, my wife spilled her water.”

Waiter: “No problem, I’ll get you another one.”

Husband: “Great! Make sure she likes sports.”

Customer: Waiter, there’s a fly in my soup

Waiter: The cook used to be a tailor.

Well he used the full panoply of fly jokes here.