The White Falcon - 12.09.1942, Blaðsíða 6

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Barney Google and Snuffy Smith by Billy DeBeck
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C6NTFR.-8UT-DONT* YOU SEE-ON
ACCOUNT OF THE KANGAROO,
THE ENTERTAINMENT WILL
HAVE TO BEHELD ON THE LAWN
DUTSIDE THE HOTEL ?
PLEASE LEAVE THE
LOBSV QUIETLY AS
POSSIBLE —
DON T GIVE ME
NO TROUBLE TALVL,
COUSIN-1 M16HT GtT
A NOTION TO CLINCH
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sorry, sir- but, the
MANAGER, SAVS YOU'LL HAVE
TO GET THE KANGAROO OUT OF
YOUR ROOM
AT ONCE -
X AIN'T SEEN
HIDE NER
HAIR O'TH'
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CLEAR OUT AFORE
1 BOUNCE A RIFLE
BALL OFF'N YORE
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WHADDA YE KNOW.///
TH' U.^.O. CENTER
in Beverly hills
INVITED SNUFFY TO
BRING HlS KANGAROO
OVER FOR. ONE OF,
THEIR.
SHINDIGS i
0oy// they're
etlCKIN' their.
NECKS OUT------
if "chosef "Starts
SININ&IN'THAT-TAIL
OF his arouno,HE'U
bust or the:
Joint.
DON'T GIT
Dl^COMBOOBERATED-
COUSIN-- WE'ONS UEST
FIGGER ON YE HOSTlN'US
A WEEK • /
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SO —
& c:
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nne'uns air plums
wore to a frazzle
ATTER S1CH A Long
trip— an*I aim to
turn in an git a
GOOD NIGHT'S
REST
Vi
IS
BUT—* the
kangaroo MUST be
in his room— Guests
on the floor below
Said they Heard
THUMPING ALL NIGHT
LONG //
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HELLO is this the
MANAGER ??
THE GUESTS ABOVE ME-'
Good heavens// we're
BEING BOMBED//

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IN Yo'ftE HlDEY-HOLE,
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TAKES IT FER. GRANITE
YO'RE ABOUT AS ONPoP'LAR
IN THIS HOTEL AS A
WOOD'S PUSSY IN A
3M ARM/ TANK—
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Aviation
Engineers
Lost: One very tired barber.
He walks like a man; about as
big around as up and down; gen-
erally found in a reclining posi-
tion, eyes closed, round chubby
fists rolled up into tight balls,
slight nasal sounds issuing from
below the eyes. For more cert-
ainty of identification, roll on the
floor as a barrel. If object does
not awaken, il is Archie Roberts.
And other means failing, to
arouse, douse with icy water and
yell out at top of voice: “Heh
Archie, the ‘Old Man’ wants a
haircut right away.” Results
guaranteed. If found, deliver to
Pfc. Cancilla who is also a very
tired barber.
NOTE: Advise bearer to deliv-
er thru rear door. Said Archibald
will never live through the mobs
waiting out front with long rag-
ged locks and glittering eyes.
Poor Archie. Poor Archie. And
it’s only a week since Pvt. Sunday
caught him in the act of destroy-
ing the clippers. “Oh where, oh
where is there one to protect
the poor tired barbers?”
Any doubts about mail call? Ask
Demyanovitch. He’s seen the little
woman only once in a year and
a half, and still there’s one letter
for every day gone by. Nobody
seems to know how he does it.
And Keegan says, “And he ain’t
pretty at all, is he?” Well, who
knows? Look at Pfc. Seegar. He
ain’t pretty either — nor Zanella
— nor O’Neill. And then again,
look at Stiles. He’s pretty. And
poor Roy staggers along on just
enough to make him thirsty.
Say, did you know that brother
Nacko found Yehudi? Sure. It
was early one morning. The boys
were standing by their bunks
waiting for first call. (Byitte was
just crawling out of bed). The
scene was perfect. It was early.
Everybody was feeling the joy
and beauty of the new day. And
it was just at that moment that
Nack came dashing in. “Theyv’e
found him! They’ve found him!”
Some bright and cheery soul ask-
ed who, and Nacko said, “Yeh-
udi!. Yehudi? He was in a gas-
olene tank making ethyl.”
Pfc. J. K. Stark.
It’s hard to understand why
Sciranka gets so mad at Johnny
Wells when he’s in line to wash
Lis mess kit, Johnny just walks
up, hands his mess kit to Light-
ning, and speaks Maureen O’Sul-
livan’s lines in “Tarzan’s Trea-
sure” — “Now, Cheetah, go wash
these dishes.” He “shore” gets
mad!
We are proud of our bugler,
for Harry Kocherspergcr is un-
doubtedly the best. He blows,
and we really come out. For the
benefit of those late ones, Harry
toots a different march every
few days.
George E. Smyser is growing
“fat and sassy” in his role as
dayroom orderly. But he per-
sists in music when you want
to hear news.
We have an excellent SSO in
Lt. Sitler. We appreciate the
way he and his helpers put over
the last dance. By the way there
was a goodly amount left over,
too.
Correction, please! That wasn’t
an injury suffered by Morty
Doyle. No sir! It was a wound.
What would Honey Chile think?
This Eldridge must have a way
with him. Looks to us like every-
body that goes to town with him
has too big a time.
What in the world can the at-
traction be in town for our bud-
dies, Gilbert, Baucom, and Hur-
ley? Let’s go with ’em next time!
There’s all kind of remodel-
ing going on around our new
mess hall what with a Sgt.’s mess
and a strange looking building
just beside the kitchen. By the
looks of all the steel reinforce-
ment and concrete, and a big
lock on the door, it might be tak-
en for a guardhouse. But a little
incident took place in the kitch-
en and put us wise as to the use
for this building.
Hurley and Hinkle were in a
big argument while cutting a side
of beef. In their confusion they
made the mistake of hanging “Air
Raid” Allison up in this strange
house, which we find out is for
cold storage. The side of beef
they were cutting was placed on
a bench in the mess hall.
There’s a newcomer, Marty
Doyle, who picked his arm in-
stead of a rock. And there’s Ray
Keller who smashed his finger-
nail with a boulder. Charles
"Concentration Camp” Meyers is
having a cyst removed. And Joe
“Cats” Rotoli isn’t on anybody’s
sick list but his own. So ends
our casualties for the week.
But one of our beloved Sgts.
is recovering from one sickness
only to succumb to another, He
was allergic to fresh air and hid
in the coal bin. Now he has visit-
ed town and been snowed by
“the most beautiful woman in the
world.”
We’ve never been on a job yet
where J. A. “Gene Krupa” Wil-
loughby couldn’t find something
to drum (and goldbrick) on. But
we could almost appreciate it if
it wasn't so darned regular. He
does get in some hot licks,
though.
Everybody’s wondering why
Andrew Jay ‘ ‘Casanova Doug”
Mehan goes into town strolling
the back alleys every night. Could
it be that he wants to show the
girls his kid gloves? But watch
his smoke when he’s in a sing-
ing mood.
The other day we cornered a
nest of mice. They scattered, and
one landed in the pocket of Joe
“Rhubarb Patch” Fardy. He put
our party jitterbugs to shame the
way he executed the steps!
Jimmy Green pulled two days
of CQ; and* because the 1st Sgt.
complimented him, he asked for
KP for a week. We want more
Jimmy Greens)
10—E ■ C.