"Well, Alfred, 'ow are the cakes?"
His Initiation.
No. 99988 Private Blobs (on sentry-go) feels that he has at last stumbled across the true explanation of that somewhat cryptic expression, "There'll be dirty work at the cross-roads to-night!"
When One Would Like to Start an Offensive on One's Own.
Recipe for Feeling Like This—Bully, biscuits, no coke, and leave just cancelled.