Three Smart Saps

Curly's Dancing Partner:
Do you rumba?

Curly:
Only when I take bicarbonate. Yuk. Yuk. Let's dance anyway.

Moe's Dancing Partner:
[Not noticing the loss of her skirt] Do you feel a draft?

Moe:
Draft? No, I was exempted.

Moe's Dancing Partner:
Somebody lost her skirt! [then realizing the skirt is her own, flees into bathroom, slamming door in Moe's face]

Curly:
We're not ordinary people... we're morons!

Moe:
If you didn't have TB, I'd be able to get this round you.

Curly:
What do you mean, TB?

Moe:
Two bellies.