The Era -- Day By Day

[Harp]

General Claire Chennault authorized a bordello be established to serve his American Volunteer Group
aka The Flying Tigers only to have said establishment shut down by order of General 'Vinegar Joe' Stilwell.

Subsequently syphillis and gonorreha infection in the AVG rose.
Chennault's joy house had been medically supervised to avoid contagion.
Stilwell was a by-the-book kinda guy. Chennault a pragmatist.

 

[LizzieMaine]

(First word of the sinking of the Arizona comes a week after the fact. It's going to take a long time for everything that happened on December 7th to come out. As for Guam, one of my dear young people is presently living there, married to a sailor stationed there, and has found the scars of the war are still readily apparent.)

A severe new blow was dealt Italy's crippled Mediterranean fleet when four Allied destroyers blew up an Italian crusier, left another in flames, sank an E-Boat, and damaged a torpedo craft in a surprise attack just before dawn today. The raiding fleet, made up of British and Dutch destroyers, escaped without a single casualty.

Across the narrow neck of northern Malaysia, British Imperial defenders of Singapore early today were stemming assaults by an estimated 50,000 Japanese troops. In London it was announced that the RAF is rushing reinforcements to East Asia, and that one or two of the RAF's "American Eagle" units may be transferred to the Pacific Theatre.

The Brooklyn unit of the American Labor Party has pledged its full support to the war effort, offering its various headquarters and facilities for use as civilian defense posts and training centers. Kings County ALP Chairman John Gelo announced a party resolution calling for "all liberty-loving people to exert every sacrifice and suffer blood, tears, and sweat" in the interest of victory.

Priority ratings on materials needed for the construction on the $57,000,000 Brooklyn-Battery Tunnel have been revoked by the Office Of Production Management, throwing the immediate future of the construction project into doubt. Whether work on the tunnel will be delayed or halted by the OPM order remains to be determined, according to New York City Tunnel Authority manager Pearson Shortridge, who suggested it may be possible to continue work under previous contracts, but also noted that contracts for necessary ventilation systems have not yet been let, and will not be able to be let under the new OPM order. Under such conditions it would be impossible to actually operate the tunnel, even if the basic tubes are completed.

The deep subterranean structure of the St. George Hotel could be made over into an air raid shelter, according to hotel manager Alvin E. Kallman, who is also air raid warden for the hotel's district. Mr. Kallman noted that he has organized a platoon of 100 hotel employees for civilian defense service on a three-shift 24-hour basis in the event of an emergency. All hotels in the Borough Hall district have adapted some version of the emergency plan instituted by the Grosvenor House Hotel in London. Hotel Bossert manager David J. Martin, who also serves as zone warden for the 84th District, reviewed that policy earlier this year and, finding it thoroughly proven under actual bombing conditions, ordered its adoption by all hotels in his sector. In addition to the Bossert and the St. George, the Pierrepont, the Towers, the Franklin Arms, the Margaret, the Touraine, and the Montague will be brought into compliance with the program.

Old Timer August W. Schmidt remembers the old days in Williamsburg, when wintertime sent kids into the streets to play shinny, to ice skate, and to engage in snowball fights right in the middle of Boerum Street. "In those days we had snow and ice right into the middle of April," he recalls, "with no automobiles to dodge, and only the old horse and wagon, on which we always stole a ride..."

("Shinny" is the Old Timers' name for street hockey.)

The Eagle Editorialst calls for "swift punishment" for the war profiteers who are sure to appear in the wake of America's entry into the war, especially the so-called "Defense Contract Brokers" who offer their services to companies, promising to arrange Government contracts for a percentage fee. Some such brokers collect up to 30 percent of the total price of a contract, money which comes out of the pockets of taxpayers. "This is something more than profiteering, which in itself is sufficiently despicable in a moment of grave national crisis," thunders the EE. "This is thievery on a large scale.)

(With the winter meetings over and spring training for the Dodgers still eight weeks away, with the Football Dodgers done for the year, and with the Amerks going absolutely nowhere in the NHL, we have officially entered the Sports Doldrums, where golf, tennis, and high school basketball are about all that's left. But hey, how bout that Bobby Riggs...)

(On the other hand, there's always Larry MacPhail's continuing insanity to provide hot-stove fuel. Yes, by all means let's get rid of the NATIONAL LEAGUE MVP AND SECOND-MOST-POPULAR PLAYER ON THE CLUB. Oh, and Magerkurth will be back next year! Hey Frankie, before you go in the Army, you wanna take another crack?)

Brooklyn's F. & M. Schaefer Brewing Company will celebrate its centennial in 1942, with a series of commemorations beginning on New Years' Day. Company president Rudolph J. Schaefer says that "outstanding events" have been planned for company employees and the public, including the dedication of a bronze plaque at the company's plant on Kent Street, overlooking the Williamsburg Bridge. The brewery occupies more than four square blocks, and is one of the largest brewing facilities in the world, and the company's beer is now sold within a hundred mile radius of Brooklyn, extending into portions of upstate New York, Connecticut, and New Jersey.

("Little Yellow Men" aside, a cogent and concise summary of how we got this way.)

(It was startling to walk into Wal-Mart this week and be greeted by the visage of Red Ryder himself, hawking, as is his Christmas custom, his line of BB guns. That's pretty much the only thing he does nowadays, which, given what we see him going thru in 1941, is probably a pretty nice retirement.)

(No babies for Scarlet! LIVE ALONE AND LIKE IT!)

(Those poor, poor dogs.)

("Hmph!" says John to Leona. "I hope the old biddy doesn't give me another tie. Always a tie. I'm the Governor, don't you think I deserve more than a tie??" "Well," says Leona, not looking up from her Sunday supplement, "you better hope the Grand Jury doesn't think so." And watch out Dan, when Veeda's after you, a big cardboard tube just isn't gonna cut it!)

("Hello, Bungle? This is Fibber McGee. Stop stealing my bit!!")

(Tarzan is now buck naked. Even Caniff never goes that far.)

 

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

In lieu of any real Page Four stuff, Limpus is actually pretty good today. "Chased entire units across the snows" heheheheheheheheh!

Mayor LaGuardia declared yesterday that violators of Civilian Defense blackout rules and other regulations will be jailed, and that no air raid warnings or other such orders will be issued by anyone but the Army itself. "This is war," the Mayor emphasized, "and I am not following 'the protocol' or any cookie-pushing rules. We'll take our orders from the Army and nobody else." The Mayor did not comment on the two false air-raid warnings that panicked the city last week, but he did state that he plans to appoint and assign as many new magistrates as required to mete out swift punishment for blackout violators.

Actually, it's been my observation that gay bachelors tend to send really thoughtful cards.

"Aw, you think so? Damn, I was really hoping to get home in time to listen to Jack Benny."

And there we have our plot for the next three months. And Maw Green has no patience with smug nativism.

If you want to be a really expert troll, you must practice constantly.

See, kids, this is why you pay attention in history class.

Shadow's the only kid in this whole town who'll ever amount to anything.

"Seriously, am I just like Clark Gable or what?"

C'mon kid, we thought you had your strategy all planned out...

This would be a pretty good time for a stray pterodactyl to show up.

 

[Fading Fast]

...
(With the winter meetings over and spring training for the Dodgers still eight weeks away, with the Football Dodgers done for the year, and with the Amerks going absolutely nowhere in the NHL, we have officially entered the Sports Doldrums, where golf, tennis, and high school basketball are about all that's left. But hey, how bout that Bobby Riggs...)...

There's always been a winter-sport lull. Growing up in the '70s, that's when you'd religiously watch "Wide World of Sports" and kid yourself that you were into downhill skiing or something like that until pitchers and catchers reported.

... (Those poor, poor dogs.)...

"What is the most-boring fact ever about Merle Oberon...okay, let's print that."

Remember what the Fedora Lounge Rulebook has to say about the Windsors: "All new information about the Windsors, unbelievable, further lowers one's opinion of them."

... ("Hmph!" says John to Leona. "I hope the old biddy doesn't give me another tie. Always a tie. I'm the Governor, don't you think I deserve more than a tie??" "Well," says Leona, not looking up from her Sunday supplement, "you better hope the Grand Jury doesn't think so." And watch out Dan, when Veeda's after you, a big cardboard tube just isn't gonna cut it!)...

"That permission is granted." Leadership: never use one word when four will do.

.. (Tarzan is now buck naked. Even Caniff never goes that far.)

Maybe not, but his window-ledge scene is still the most well-done implicitly raciest thing we've seen in all these strips.

Speaking of Tarzan and nakedness, a few days ago, TCM ran "Tarzan and his Mate" with the famous naked underwater scene. For pure nudity, that has to be the furthest I've seen a pre-code movie go.

... In lieu of any real Page Four stuff, Limpus is actually pretty good today. "Chased entire units across the snows" heheheheheheheheh!....

Mrs. Margaret Lyle Crouter is my kind of woman. I don't doubt what she says for a second.

...[ See, kids, this is why you pay attention in history class....

Pat's been on a roll. His new executive job hasn't softened his brain one bit.

... "Seriously, am I just like Clark Gable or what?"...

Ignore the challenging physics of landing two effective uppercuts at one time, because heck, he looks like Clark Gable, he can do anything. Cindy looks cuter as a tomboy.

 

[PrivateEye]

There's always been a winter-sport lull. Growing up in the '70s, that's when you'd religiously watch "Wide World of Sports" and kid yourself that you were into downhill skiing or something like that until pitchers and catchers reported.

As a rabid hockey fan, this is never a problem. Unfortunately, by the time the NHL gets into the playoffs these days - which is the best hockey - I'm back to baseball. Who wants to watch hockey in May and June?

 

[Fading Fast]

As a rabid hockey fan, this is never a problem. Unfortunately, by the time the NHL gets into the playoffs these days - which is the best hockey - I'm back to baseball. Who wants to watch hockey in May and June?

Agreed. All sports now stretch their seasons one to two months too long. There's just too much money to be made from "extended" playoffs, so we're stuck with it.

 

[Harp]

That Tarzan and Mate underwater scene is without doubt a singular skinny dip though secondary
to Heddy Lamarr's nude swim in the Czech film Ecstasy, which Czech-Mated the jungle swinger.
Caniff unbound undoubtedly would have penciled Burma in the buff. He tried with a bath scene which
was laudable yet far from truth.

 

[Fading Fast]

That Tarzan and Mate underwater scene is without doubt a singular skinny dip though secondary
to Heddy Lamarr's nude swim in the Czech film Ecstasy, which Czech-Mated the jungle swinger.
Caniff unbound undoubtedly would have penciled Burma in the buff. He tried with a bath scene which
was laudable yet far from truth.

Ecstasy is pretty much soft porn or an early version of the movies John Derek would make about his wife.

 

[Harp]

Ecstasy is pretty much soft porn or an early version of the movies John Derek would make about his wife.

While passing through Terminal 3 O'Hare Airport a Chicago cop pal told me Bo Derek was inside
Brookstone's bookstore, I went inside and attempted a converse, a clerk asked if she could help me
just as I was about to start a move; Bo moved away; long story short. I tried to no avail....

 

[LizzieMaine]

(We saw a marriage rush a year or so back, when the draft first started, but that's nothing compared to what's happening now. It's also safe to expect that there will be a lot of "repenting at leisure" in the months to come.)

The son of Brooklyn's famous "dollar duchess" is in custody at Ellis Island, held among other Axis prisoners as an enemy alien. Prince Alessandro Torliona of Rome, the son of Duchess Mariono Torlonia, formerly Elsie Moore of Brooklyn, had come to America last month to be at his mother's beside during an illness, and was arrested yesterday by the FBI as he was preparing to sail for Lisbon. The prince's aunt, Mrs. Charles Moore of Greenwich, Connecticut, denounced the arrest as "an outrage." It was learned that the prince, a son-in-law of the former Queen Victoria and King Alfonso of Spain, had expressed to other relatives the fear that he might be arrested.

FBI and Naval Intelligence agents are in Edgewater, New Jersey today, probing an explosion at a linseed oil plant that killed one man, injured another, and startled thousands in the metropolitan area. The blast at the plant owned by Spencer Kellogg & Sons rattled windows yesterday morning as far away as Brooklyn and Manhattan, as thousands of pounds of hydrogen, used in the hardening of oils, exploded. Plant superintendant B. F. Wood stated that the blast destroyed the entire hydrogenation plant, but was likely caused by a leak, and that there was no suspicion of sabotage.

("I dunno's I like t'is," murmurs Sally, examining the new round metal badge identifying Joe as an employee of the Sperry Gyroscope Company. "Whas' wrong wittit?" replies Joe. "I know it ain' allat good a pitcha, but t'ey tol' me not to smile or make no face a'nutt'n. I can't help 'at's what I look like." "No, it ain'nat," replies Sally. "What about sabotage, an' bombs, an' fiehs, an' 'splosions an' allat? You sure you wanna woik in a place where'at might happ'n?" "Ahhhh, ya worryin' 'bout nut'n," scoffs Joe. "You wouln' blieve t'guards an' cops an' allat t'ey got oveh t'ere. T'ey soiched my dinneh pail goin' in! I ask ya!" "Nobody eveh tried t'blow up a pickle factory," murmurs Sally. "Hah," says Joe. "You shoulda seen'at time we was makin' sauerkraut! T'ey don' make no sauerkraut at Sperry's! Oh. Wait, I ain' sposedta tellya nut'n 'bout what t'ey do t'ere. F'git I said any'ting. Careless tawk, an' allat. Maybe t'ey do make sauerkraut, maybe t'ey don't. BUT I AIN' SAYIN'!")

(I can't agree with Mr. Pollock here. I'm a firm believer that serious times need as much release as possible from forced seriousness. In other words, Mr. Olsen and Mr. Johnson, your country needs you more than ever.)

("Ho! Ho! *KAFF! HACK! WHEEZE!* Ho!")

If you are over 15 years of age, male or female, the Brooklyn Civilian Defense Volunteer Office needs you! "Don't go looking for something glamorous to do," warns Mary E. Dillon of the Brooklyn Union Gas Company, chairwoman of the office. "Respond wholeheartedly to the need at hand! Be prepared to do a fairly routine job where your services are most needed."

(The beauty of this cartoon is that it's drawn in such a way that it can be either one of them saying it, depending entirely on your point of view.)

(No wonder we haven't been hearing much about the Americans. And Mr. Parrott clears up one thing for us -- the Pirates didn't move Vaughan because of money. In fact, they didn't want to move him at all, and yet they did. There's a story here no one's telling.)

A special broadcast over all networks tonight will celebrate the 150th Anniversary of the Bill of Rights, with an all-star cast of performers headed by James Stewart, Edward G. Robinson, Lionel Barrymore, Walter Huston, and Bob Burns in a play by Norman Corwin, entitled "We Hold These Truths." Music will be provided by Leopold Stokowski, and the program will be capped by a personal message from President Roosevelt.

(And you can tune in, like 90 million people will, here --

)

("Punkin' Head?" How offensive. More like "Eggplant Head.")

(George may be an idiot, but at least he's an incorruptible idiot.)

(If Connie shows up tomorrow with her top down, I'll scream.)

(I'm impressed that Mr. Marsh got that whole plot summary in a single sentence. BUT WHERE'S IRWIN???)

 

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

And Milton Caniff throws his pencil against the wall in frustration.

With the Torlonia story, Page Four begins to shyly peek its head out of the air raid shelter...

Gloria Vanderbilt? Well, at least it's not a finance company ad.

He thinks? That's never a good sign.

Awwww! Look who's home!

"Am I a great actor or WHAT! Just like Dennis O'Keefe!"

And that's why you should always spend extra for the wax-coated waterproof survival matches!

If Skeez and Nina don't make a serious commitment soon, they might as well not bother.

I'm sorry, but Plushie's expression in panel three is absolutely adorable.

If you LEAVE NOW, you won't get stuck when they nail the quarantine notice to the door.

 

[Harp]

I've always admired Ms Deanna Durbin. NOT just a talented gorgeous lady but a most impressive
woman who set an example for young kids.

 

[Fading Fast]

(We saw a marriage rush a year or so back, when the draft first started, but that's nothing compared to what's happening now. It's also safe to expect that there will be a lot of "repenting at leisure" in the months to come.)...

The "Terry and the Pirates" world is right in the thick of it in an intense artillery battle. I can't wait till Caniff catches up.

...("I dunno's I like t'is," murmurs Sally, examining the new round metal badge identifying Joe as an employee of the Sperry Gyroscope Company. "Whas' wrong wittit?" replies Joe. "I know it ain' allat good a pitcha, but t'ey tol' me not to smile or make not face a'nutt'n. I can't help 'at's what I look like." "No, it ain'nat," replies Sally. "What about sabotage, an' bombs, an' fiehs, an' 'splosions an' allat? You sure you wanna woik in a place where'at might happ'n?" "Ahhhh, ya worryin' 'bout nut'n," scoffs Joe. "You wouln' blieve t'guards an' cops an' allat t'ey got oveh t'ere. T'ey soiched my dinneh pail goin' in! I ask ya!" "Nobody eveh tried t'blow up a pickle factory," murmurs Sally. "Hah," says Joe. "You shoulda seen'at time we was makin' sauerkraut! T'ey don' make no sauerkraut at Sperry's! Oh. Wait, I ain' sposedta tellya nut'n 'bout what t'ey do t'ere. F'git I said any'ting. Careless tawk, an' allat. Maybe t'ey do make sauerkraut, maybe t'ey don't. BUT I AIN' SAYIN'!")...

Being a new mom, I appreciate Sally's fear, but she probably has some pride, too, that Joe's doing something to help in the war effort.

...
(I can't agree with Mr. Pollock here. I'm a firm believer that serious times need as much release as possible from forced seriousness. In other words, Mr. Olsen and Mr. Johnson, your country needs you more than ever.)...

I'm with you, Lizzie, some escapism is helpful.

I don't know why, but I always check to see what's playing at the Patio just in case Joe and Sally can get away for a few hours to see a movie. I'm not kidding, I do that every time this page is posted. It's silly, no?

...ATTACH=full]387809[/ATTACH] (No wonder we haven't been hearing much about the Americans. And Mr. Parrott clears up one thing for us -- the Pirates didn't move Vaughan because of money. In fact, they didn't want to move him at all, and yet they did. There's a story here no one's telling.)...

I imagine by 1941 they had stipulations in these trade contracts about passing physicals and attesting to no knowledge of injury, etc.

... ("Punkin' Head?" How offensive. More like "Eggplant Head.")...

And I see him as a close relative of Mr Potato Head.

... If Skeez and Nina don't make a serious commitment soon, they might as well not bother.
...

The war's gonna force something to happen with those two.

 

[LizzieMaine]

Right now, Joe and Sally could take in an early show at the RKO Dyker, which is right near their building and catch "The Maltese Falcon." But they'd better make it early, because working the night shift means Joe's gotta bed in by 11AM if he's going to catch the LIRR 6:15 to Little Neck and then the bus to Lake Success.

 

[ChiTownScion]

By next July Santa Fe would add two hours to this 39 3/4 hour schedule due to heavy wartime demand.

The El Cap's main competitor was the Union Pacific Challenger, another Chicago- LA all- coach run. Personally, I'd save that five buck premium change and put it toward a lower berth in an open section on a lesser class train. Trying to get a decent night's sleep in a coach seat is cruel and unusual punishment when you're nineteen: when you're over 35, it's a lot worse.

If you wanted to splurge, the Super Chief would cost you an extra $10., plus the cost of your private room Pullman accommodation. You'll have to wait another ten years for the Turquoise Room dining option in the Pleasure Dome car, however.

 

[LizzieMaine]

(C'mon, Eddie, is that any way to treat your mother?)

The rush of local enlistments in the Army, Navy, Marine Corps, and Coast Guard continued unabated for the ninth straight day today, with both the Army and Navy renting extra accommodations in Manhattan to provide sleeping quarters for recruits awaiting transportation to training camps, and the Red Cross has set up a feeding station to provide coffee, doughnuts, and sandwiches. Since yesterday an additional 11,642 applications for enlistment have been received for the Army's 2nd Corps Area including New York, New Jersey, and Delaware, with 1580 accepted and processed. The Navy has taken 600 new applications with 155 completed and an additional 145 accepted. The Marine Corps office on Church Avenue handled about 150 new applicants yesterday, including one man who enlisted on his last day of eligibility before turning 30.

With air-raid sirens soon to appear atop more than 200 buildings thruout the city, the City Council is preparing to enact legislation imposing stiff criminal penalties on those who ignore their warnings. Council Majority Leader Joseph T. Sharkey of Brooklyn introduced a bill calling for six months in jail and fines of $500 for those convicted of refusing to obey Civilian Defense instructions. In the event of an air raid alarm, all persons save those specifically authorized will be required under penalty of law to leave the streets, parks, and other open spaces, radio stations will be prohibited from giving any but official information, and all vehicles will be required to halt where they are, and occupants required to take immediate shelter. Identification cards will be issued to "duly authorized persons."

A three-member board will be formed to decide the fates of enemy aliens recently rounded up in the Brooklyn-Long Island area by FBI agents and police, and now being held in detention camps. About 500 such persons are presently in custody in the greater metropolitan area, and will be handled according to procedures outlined by U. S. Attorney General Francis Biddle. U.S. Attorney Matthias Corea explained that the Attorney General's instructions emphasize that "the great majority of the alien population is, and will continue to be, loyal to this country's democratic institutions," and that as long as such persons conduct themselves according to the law, "they have nothing to fear." Mr. Corea promised that every alien arrested will be given a fair and impartial hearing to determine their future status, but stressed that truly "dangerous aliens" will be dealt with the by the Department of Justice to ensure that they do not become a threat to national security.

("Is 4 U If U Like To Laff?" I'll B D Judj O That!)

("If we move t'Flatbush," muses Sally, "you won' hafta spen' s'much time onnem trains. An' Ma c'n take care 'a Leonora, an' I c'n get a job again. I took'at typin' class at Erasmus. Woulda been t'bes' inna class if it wan'f't'at Killgallen." "Yeah," says Joe, bleary eyed and barely awake as he tries to adjust to shift work. "Yeah," as he slumps face down into his 4pm breakfast. "Fifty woids a minute she said!" snorts Sally. "Show off!")

(Actually, we still have barely any of the details.)

("Besides, your father spent all that money on that ridiculous unabridged dictionary from that salesman last year. Go press it in that!")

("Virtual Extinction of all West Coast traditional sports events for the duration..."And out in St. Louis, Donald L. Barnes sits at his desk, covered with unpaid bills, and wonders what might have been...)

(Why do I get the feeling that all these goons are caricatures of Boody's in-laws?)

(A prophet is without honor in his own country.)

(Um, this strategy really didn't work for Packard...)

("One question before I go. How do you get your monocle to grip into your face like that? Mine keeps popping out.")

 

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

"Oh Yeah?" or "Sez You!" You could make a case for both.

Makes a great Christmas gift.

You can feel Page Four getting a bit desperate.

Sandy's not so sure about this guy.

"Well, we would, but all our shovels fell down that pit when the ground collapsed! Ha ha ha! Ain't that the limit!"

Ahhhh, it's so nice to have all the family together again for Christmas.

Spud was a good kid back in the days of Skeez's childhood gang, but he and his mother lived in bleak poverty. If there's anyone who deserves a break in life, it's Spud.

This is serious business, Patrick. Stop having so much fun.

Next time you'll listen when I tell you what to do!

"The Good Neighbor Policy."

 

[Fading Fast]

... ("Is 4 U If U Like To Laff?" I'll B D Judj O That!)...

Good week for new movies: "Suspicion" and "H.M. Pullman Esq."

... View attachment 387989 ("Virtual Extinction of all West Coast traditional sports events for the duration..."And out in St. Louis, Donald L. Barnes sits at his desk, covered with unpaid bills, and wonders what might have been...)...

There's an old trader maxim, "being early is the same as being wrong."

He had the right trade idea, he was just too early.

... (A prophet is without honor in his own country.)...

Good one, Lizzie.

Where's Peggy these days? Effectively, her new husband deserted her, so where has she been living? Did I (quite possibly) miss that development?

...
(Um, this strategy really didn't work for Packard...)...

But can you offer him $500/week as a new screenwriter? Varden Schmarden, the real kick for Tom is the job.

Notice that Connie is wearing trousers like Angel was a few days ago - she really is doing the copy cat thing. Wrong move, you won't out Hollywood a Hollywood star, play to your strengths kid.

...
("One question before I go. How do you get your monocle to grip into your face like that? Mine keeps popping out.")

Good "a strong offense is the best defense" move by Dan.

... "Oh Yeah?" or "Sez You!" You could make a case for both....

I'm very impressed they'd cleared Times Square in ninety seconds. In the 1970s, when Times Square was all about the sex, drug and general hussle trade (a truly fantastic scene of an illegal marketplace, with much of it operating in the open), I don't think an actual air raid would have cleared it out in an hour, if at all.

... Sandy's not so sure about this guy....

I think Sandy's look is really him pondering an offer from "Invisible Scarlet" that his new agent ("I want to see something for the 15% I'm paying or you'll be out too") showed him this morning. It would practically be a co-staring role, his name in the title and a lot more money, but still, a big step down in strip quality and audience. That or he just saw a squirrel outside the window.

...
Next time you'll listen when I tell you what to do!...

Two weeks isolated in a house with a pretty girl who wants to jump your bones. There are times when you just throw all the this, that and the other thing aside and have sex; this is one of those times.

 

[ChiTownScion]

And when a certain someone finds out about this? Despite protest from all quarters that things really did remain platonic, you'll observe why there are damned good reasons why he's called, "Goofy."

If Horace Horsecollar were quarantined inside of a barn with Clarabelle for a fortnight, do you think that Other Guy Named Goofy would be going ballistic over it?

 

[LizzieMaine]

Goofy, we must recall, has a gun. And when someone called "Goofy" has a gun, one does not expect it to end well.

Harold's best future is to climb out a window and go straight to a recruiting office. "Measles? No, I just have a naturally ruddy complexion from rugged outdoor living."