Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, March 1922 · page 38 of 68
Captain Billy's Whiz Bang #31 — page 38: what you’re looking at
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This is a humor/joke page from an early 20th-century satirical magazine featuring brief, disconnected comedic items: **"Beg Your Pardon"** corrects a prior issue's claim about Pete diving into concrete—it was actually tapioca pudding, a absurdist joke about mishearing or misreporting. **"Peroxide Blues"** mocks women who dye their hair, suggesting infidelity (she changed hair color overnight) while making a crude innuendo about "squeezing" her—likely referencing violence or revenge. **"A Little Cotton Tale"** appears to be a subtle joke about women's underwear and modesty in public transit, referencing cotton versus silk undergarments. **"Heard in a Beanery"** is a working-class gag: a waiter sarcastically announces a vagrant's meal while noting the man brought his own bread—mocking cheap diners and poverty. The humor is crude, class-conscious, and focused on physical mishaps, gender stereotypes, and lower-class life. No specific political figures appear to be caricatured on this page.
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36 Captain Billy's Whiz Bang Beg Your Pardon Our hired man Pete informs us that it wasn't a six-foot tank of solid concrete that he dove into, as announced in our last issue, but that it was a six-foot tank filled with tapioca pudding instead. * * * I've heard of a lot of absent-minded guys, but the one who scratched his hot cake and poured the syrup down his neck beats 'em all—What say? * * * Whiz Bang's Monthly Motto Never look a blind pig in the eye. * * * Peroxide Blues He—You were a red head last night. She—Now I'm a black head. He—I'll have to squeeze you. * * * We know a certain "reformer" in Santa Ana who could make a fortune if he would sell his pictures for puzzles. * * * A Little Cotton Tale "Really, I seldom cross my feet in a street car." "I hardly ever wear silk ones either." * * * Heard in a Beanery Waiter—"One stew for a bum! He has his own bread!"