Funnyish

I felt funnyish at first; but gaining confidence, or impudence if you like the term, I soon got quit of all propriety qualms, and went through my tumblerbank business in prime order, and fairly electrified the crowd.

But, to come to the subject in a somewhat graver manner, it is deeply important that we should consider the subject well; because if for a moment I can imagine that man is merely an advance on a first-rate monkey—that I am to consider my origin no higher than a respectable ape, who sprang from a funnyish monad, myriads of myriads of ages ago—the probability is, if I don’t take care, I may return to that condition, whatever it may be.

That night, a funnyish night if you like, when he had looked at Lone Brow through the landing window and thought such strange thoughts.

The first funnyish thing about the book is the picture on the cover, a picture drawn by the author who has illustrated the entire volume most cleverly.

We had sauerkraut for dinner. It tasted funnyish.

Whether these stories really meet the 97-percent benchmark or not, they’re a pleasure to read and funny. Or at least, funnyish.