Cap Mandrake
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*************Oval Office, White House, Sept 15, 1942************* <A tall man with patrician features stands behind a beautiful desk first acquired by Millard Fillmore. Admiral King and Genral Marshall pause respectfully at the double, hand-carved mohagany doors.> Patrician Guy: .....One hundred twenty two, one hundred twenty three, one hundred twenty four.. Gen. Marshall: Mr. President sir, it's time for your Presidential Daily Briefing. Patrician Guy: <flubs bolo streak> DAMNIT! That was a White House RECORD! <his mood changes immediately as Ritalin is not yet in widespread use> Oh, all right, come in. Say have you guys seen the new intern? Wowser! This is a cool gig. Gen. Marshall: <he and Admiral King move toward the erstwhile POTUS> Sir, I have good news! Marine and US Army units have captured Eastern Island today with the surrender or elimination of all Japanese defenders. Patrician Guy: Whoa, that is waaay cool! What about all those statues? Gen. Marshall: Statues sir? Patrician Guy: Yeah, you know. <he stands rigidly upright, arms at his side, making a frowning face> The lava rock, why is my head so square and my legs buried in the ground guys. Gen. Marshall: Oh, I believe you me Easter Island, sir? Patrician Guy: Isn't that what you said. I had no idea the Japs had got so far, the little yellow bastards. Gen. Marshall: Oh, no sir, I said EASTERN ISLAND. It's part of Midway Atoll. Patrician Guy: Wait, it IS part of Midway or it ISN'T at all. Gen. Marshall: It IS an atoll, sir. Patrician Guy: Look, IS it or ISN'T it? Gen. Marshall: Is it or isn't it what sir? Patrician Guy: Oy, my head hurts. Did I tell you guys these Scotch bottles are magic? <grabs a 200 year old crystal decanter> Gen. Marshall: Magic, sir? Patrician Guy: Yeah, watch this. <he empties the decanter into his glass then carries it over to a small cherry wood cart> If I go to the can or something the Godamned thing will be full when I get out, but if I jsut watch it..nothing. Damned amazing, if you ask me. Adm. King: Sir, perhaps I should give you the Naval SitRep? Patrician Guy: Oh, please don't. I HATE exercise. Adm. King: Exercise, sir? Patrician Guy: Yeah, Sit Rep. Sit, stand, sit , stand..blah, blah blah Adm. King: Oh, no sir. I meant the situation in the Pacific. Patrician Guy: Well, speakee de Enleesh. How is the Bee? Adm. King: The Bee, sir Patrician Guy: Yeah, the Bee, the Bee. The insect boat. Adm. King: Oh, you mean the Wasp sir. She is safely at Pearl again. The Japs tried to intercept her but she hid out at Midway Atoll. Patrician Guy: Oh, for the love of Christ! Not you too?...
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