Road to Singapore Page #4

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No one is fiercer than me 'Tens Hun!

I'm one of those creatures who

thrives on double features

My devastating charm

will count

I'm in there pitching' for Paramount Aaah!

Pardon my stating

but I'm so captivating

That the folks won't notice

they're waiting'

They'll stand defeated

and smile though unseated

I've got more medals

across my chest

Than in all West Point

or in all points west

Cute, tutti-frutti

Pvt. Tutti-Frutti,

Yes.

I award you the medal

for finding that pocketbook...

and returning half the

money. It was nothing at all.

Does that go with it? That's it.

Oh-ho-ho.

Well...

'Tens Hun!

'Tens Hun!

For bravery.

I'll mail

it to you.

Getting rough,

aren't they, Gordon?

There they go!

Ow-ow-ow-ow.

What do you want? Same as

you, but you're the captain.

You wouldn't know how to

handle this. What do you mean?

Give me your medals. You Indian

giver. Leave me ammunition.

This is out of your

department. It's chilly outside.

Yes, it is.

I said...

Ohm!

Oh, Captain Custard

Watch.

What is it?

Bank night?

What's that for?

To buy yourself

a hand organ...

and a red hat

for your monkey.

Me? Yeah. Let's show him

that other number we do.

Patty-cake, patty-cake,

baker's man.

Bake a cake

as fast as you...

He's made us the laughingstock

of the whole country!

I demand a public apology.

You've got to bring him back.

Back from where?

All we know is this.

What's this?

The gentleman on the right

is your prospective son-in-law.

Yes, Mr. Mallon.

I want a listing of every ship

that left Honolulu...

in the past three weeks. Yes, sir.

You've got to bring him back

on his hands and knees,

if you have to break his neck to do

it. What are you getting excited for?

I'm the one who should be

excited, and I'm perfectly calm.

He can't have gone far, unless he fell

overboard, which is too much to hope for.

He must be somewhere

on there.

There she goes.

And here we are.

And as our ship of dreams

sails into the golden sunset...

Leaving the magic

isle of Kaigoon...

And the rover boys

in peace and quiet...

far, far from

the workaday world...

Ta-da-la-da.

Ta-da-la-da.

Da-da-da-da.

Ra-ta-ta-ta.

That washes up

Gloria and Cherry.

Do you realize how close I

came to getting' hooked? Me too.

We've got to agree

right now... no more women.

No women of any kind, size,

shape, or color. Not even midgets.

If either one of us even looks

at anything in a skirt,

the other can clip his ears off

and stuff them down his throat.

I hope you choke. How you

going to look streamlined?

Get a load of this.

Hmm?

Marvelous invention.

Should be one in every home.

That's a tropical

incinerator.

How 'bout this, huh?

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