“ Plow do you like your wife’s new wireless sot? ”, “Turned off! ” The lieutenant is trying his hardest to instruct an obtuse recruit. Lieutenant: “Now. you see those pips on my sleeve?” Recruit: “Yes.” Lieutenant; “ Very well, then. What am I?” Recruit; “The son of the owner of the ‘ Flighty ’ night club in Piccadilly.”
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Evening Star, Issue 23685, 19 September 1940, Page 14
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53Untitled Evening Star, Issue 23685, 19 September 1940, Page 14
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