THE PATIENT.
His leave having"expired at midnight, he ran into trouble on arriving at camp just in time for physical jerks next morning. “Any explanation?” rasped the CO. - “I was sick, Sir.” “Sick! In what way “Heart trouble, Sir!” Do you mean to tell me that you’re? in the army with heart trouble?” “Oh, not that kind, Sir! You see,, the girl friend found out that I’d been going around with a little blonde, and it took me about ten hours to square-off with her!” Yesmaximum penalty! ♦ * *
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War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 8, 1 September 1941, Page 16
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87THE PATIENT. War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 8, 1 September 1941, Page 16
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