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During a recent vice crusade in Chicago three street-walkers were
arrested. They were all squawking about their innocence, but to no
avail. The judge finally silenced them and got down to cases. He
looked at the first girl, and sh rolled her eyes and showed her legs.
"What's your business?" the judge then demanded. "Oh, my business,"
she said, "I'm a waitress and this awful officer -"
"Thirty days," said the judge.
The second girl was called and she tried the weeping game.
"Oh Judge, I'm a respectable waitress with a family to support, a
crippled mother and a dying baby-"
"Thirty days," yelled the judge.
He wasted no time on the third. She was called to the stand and asked:
"What's your business?"
"I'm a prostitute," she answered.
The Judge looked pleased.
"How's business?" he asked.
"Just rotten," she said, "with all these damn waitresses around."
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