Guadalcanal Diary1943

Cpl. Aloysius T. 'Taxi' Potts:
Hey, Tex.

Pvt. Tex Mcllvoy:
Yeah?

Cpl. Aloysius T. 'Taxi' Potts:
Hot, ain't it?

Pvt. Tex Mcllvoy:
Yeah. Hotter'n a Texas cattle call in August.

Gunnery Sgt. Hook Malone:
So you think it's hot, do ya?

Cpl. Aloysius T. 'Taxi' Potts:
Yeah.

Gunnery Sgt. Hook Malone:
How'd you like a nice tall glass of ice cold beer?

Cpl. Aloysius T. 'Taxi' Potts:
Beer! Strictly a middle class beverage. The last time I was back in Brooklyn, there was just such a night as this. We was havin' cocktails. My old lady brought 'em in, I took one taste, and boy what a kick. You know what she did?

Gunnery Sgt. Hook Malone:
What?

Cpl. Aloysius T. 'Taxi' Potts:
She took 'em out and put in another slug of gin. [smiles] What a sweet old lady.