Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, August 1922 · page 64 of 67
Captain Billy's Whiz Bang #36 — page 64: what you’re looking at
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This page contains multiple brief humorous pieces typical of 1920s satirical magazines: **"Sea-sick Sid Buicks"** is a pun-heavy joke where car brand names (Buicks, Willys-Knight, Chevrolet, Ford, Hudson, Dodge, Paige, Saxon, Pierce-Arrow, Cole) are inserted as verbs and nouns into a nonsensical narrative—wordplay that relied on readers' familiarity with contemporary automobile models. **"Sounds Like a Lie"** jokes about parental discipline: a father demands his daughter "sit down on" an overly-attentive suitor; she obeys literally, sitting on him for two hours. The humor derives from the double meaning. **Other brief items** mock 1920s social trends: "Charley Prettyboy" at the skating rink, advice about Robbinsdale (unclear reference), and **flapper culture**—the final piece satirizes young women who, disappointed in romance, adopt conservative dress and moralistic rhetoric about "purity in politics," inverting their earlier modern image. These represent typical Whiz Bang humor: automotive references, innocent double entendres, and generational commentary on postwar youth culture.
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62 Captain Billy's Whiz Bang Sea-sick Sid Buicks One dark and Willys-Knight a Pathfinder set out to locate where the Chevrolet, and on this trip he was forced to Ford the Hudson and Dodge Overland in his rush to make a Paige in history with a load of Saxon. He was struck by a Pierce-Arrow and knocked Cole. * * * Sounds Like a Lie “That fellow Phipps comes hers too much,” Said Susan’s father grim; “We’ll have to put a stop to that, You must sit down on him.” Now, Sue is an obedient girl— Respects parental powers; So when young Phipps came round last night, She sat on him two hours. * * * “My girl surely fell for me tonight,” chuckled Charley Prettyboy, returning home from the skating rink. * * * Dedicated to Poor Old Gus Mid pleasures and palaces, wherever you trail; when your stomach is empty, look up Robbinsdale. * * * When a flapper becomes disappointed in love and life, she lengthens her skirt six inches, dons a pair of rubber-tired spec- tacles, and preaches on purity in politics. * * * Did He Fall or Was He Pushed? “I was a steady man,” sobbed the prisoner, “Until a slip of a girl made me fall.”