Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, December 1924 · page 44 of 71
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This page from *Whiz-Bang* contains four separate humorous anecdotes under the "Farmyard Fun and Philosophy" heading, typical of early-20th-century American humor magazines. **The jokes rely on:** 1. **"The Rookie Speaks Up"**: A child mimics soldiers' coarse language and manners, satirizing how military culture corrupts youth innocence. 2. **"I kissed her lips..."**: A brief romantic complaint—a man lost his diamond pin after kissing a woman, implying she stole it or he was careless. 3. **"He'd Have to Wait"**: Dark humor about a child misunderstanding his father's phrase "wait till your uncle croaks" as meaning the uncle will literally die soon, so he asks the uncle to make frog sounds to speed this along. 4. **"A Sure Enough Piggly Wiggly"**: Wordplay on the grocery chain; a Arkansas razor-back hog jumps into soapsuds, supposedly "lathering itself"—rural humor playing on dialect and animal behavior. The content is genteel, family-friendly satire targeting military propriety, romance, filial obedience, and rural life—standard magazine filler of the era.
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[Farmyard Fun and Filosophy] The Rookie Speaks Up “Mother, may I ask for things like a soldier?” “Why yes, darling.” “Then pass the darn beans.” “Why Johnny, do soldiers swear like that?” “Do they? Well, I should hope to spit in your mess kit.” * * * I kissed her lips, I kissed her chin, Now where the heck’s My diamond pin? * * * He’d Have to Wait! “Please, uncle, will you make a noise like a frog?” asked Bobby. “What a funny question. Why do you want me to do that?” “Because,” said Bobby, “when I ask father to buy me anything he always says, ‘Wait till your uncle croaks.’ ” * * * A Sure Enough Piggly Wiggly Down in Arkansaw a weird-looking quadruped jumped into a washtub full of soapsuds. “What kind of an animal is that?” demanded an amazed onlooker. “Razor-back hawg, mister,” replied the farmer. “What did he do that for?” “Jest a-latherin’ hisself, mister.” =[39]=