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Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, February 1922 · page 17 of 68

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Captain Billy's Whiz Bang #30 — page 17: Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, February 1922

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This page from the satirical magazine contains several crude jokes typical of 1920s humor: **"This Bends in the Middle"** mocks bow-legged girls, making double-entendre jokes about their physical appearance and what Santa put in their stockings (implying leg braces or medical devices). **"The Charity Bazaar"** plays on a youth's confusion when told he'd "get the girl" with a pie purchase at an auction—the joke implying the pie itself *is* a euphemism for the girl. **"Shed Tears, Brothers"** appears to reference a criminal quitting the "holdup game," with the final line's "garter stretched out on the floor" suggesting either a woman departing or a double meaning about abandoned criminal life. **"Our Monthly Maxim"** is a simple pun about bells sounding the same regardless of context. The humor relies heavily on physical appearance jokes, sexual innuendo, and crude wordplay—typical of this era's "men's humor" magazines that mixed lowbrow comedy with mild irreverence toward authority.

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Captain Billy's Whiz Bang 15 This Bends in the Middle Santa Claus played a dirty trick on the bow-legged girls, didn’t he? Why? See what he put in their stockings! * * * Another Version of It No matter how pretty a bow-legged girl may be; she is always in bad shape. * * * Did you ever go to the postoffice to attend the graduation exercises of a correspondence school class? * * * The Charity Bazaar “How much am I offered for this pie?” sang out the auctioneer. “Six bits,” one youth bid. “Who will make it eighty? Just imagine, you get the girl and all!” “Say, mister,” ejaculated the youth, “what kind of pie is it you’re selling?” * * * Shed Tears, Brothers Yep, I’ve quit th’ holdup game, I’ll hang ’round joints no more. So with a sigh And a faint little cry The garter stretched out on the floor! * * * Our Monthly Maxim A bell’s a bell even though it is on a cow.