Colonel Hazeltine still had trouble persuading air commanders to drop the nickels. Pilots profanely protested against risking their necks on such foolishness. But in the end 15,000,000 leaflets a week were being dropped on Sicily and Italy.

She doesn't look at me; she looks out over the wet yard. Chooks fight for good pozzies in the roosts.

...ultra-risqué pictures verging on the pornographic (the most porno of the last-named have not yet made it to the TV screen, but they are getting there fast—witness the storm of protests over the situation comedy “Soap”).

[…] the time the boys 'shivaried' him. You see, just the day after the first woman was buried old Bill started in to paint up his buckboard, and as soon as the paint was dry he was off huntin' up another woman; and he got her, too […]