[Official File. Misc. 1035. War Department.]
[Private Snafu]
[VS. Malaria Mike]
[Choice Cuts American Soldier. Prime Rib. Filet Mignon. Tenderloin. RATIONED.]
Malaria Mike: "Why, it's Snafu! I never forget a face. Hmm... no resistance. Hmm."
Malaria Mike: "Now where did that little son of a gun go?"
Malaria Mike: "Hmmm, just my type."
Malaria Mike: "Hehehehehe, caught me with his pants up."
Malaria Mike: "But I'll show the little..."
Malaria Mike: "Now for the soft underbelly of Snafu."
Malaria Mike: "Jeez, I shot the wrong man."
Malaria Mike: "Right windage, 4. Range, 75. [?] at four o'clock."
Malaria Mike's son: "What did you do in the big war, daddy?"
Malaria Mike: "Ohh, I did my share."
Snafu: "Ahem, just a moment please."
Snafu: "This program has come to you through the courtesy of my sponsors, the United States Army, distributors of GI repellent, mosquito nets, atabrine tablets, and good old-fashioned horse sense."
Snafu: "Gee, I wish the hell I'd used 'em"
[The End Misc. 1035]