Hawkeye: What? Radar: Major Burns, coming this way. Out of Sight, Out of Mind Frank: Pierce, you disgust me! Hawkeye: That's right, Frank. I just thought that a little youth would be nice for a change. Margaret: Don't you think she's a bit young for you? Frank: (smugly) Well, yeah. Margaret: You mean the little red-headed one with the freckles on her nose? Frank: Yeah, that one. I thought I'd hit the town with that new nurse. You know, the way Dad used to?įrank: Yeah. And this friend only pretended to like me. Hawkeye: Until those little ingrates set fire to his pants. Margaret's Engagement BJ: Frank, weren't you a Boy Scout? Frank: Yes. Hawkeye: Is today the Fourth of July? Margaret: September. Frank: If I get splinters, I'll have your stripes. M*A*S*H 4077 is definitely bugging out in three hours! BUG OUT! The general has assured me there is nothing to worry about.

Already has an appointment to West Point. I am the godfather of his grandson, Sherman Potter Hamilton! Fifteen years old and can name 24 of the 48 states. I've known Bink Hamilton for going on thirty years. Now then, I have spoken personally to General Hamilton at Headquarters. Incredible as it seems, half my unit believed it and began hoarding canned salmon. My unit got the word that Nazis, dressed as Eskimos, had overrun Seattle. Colonel Potter: My pleasure, Now you take World War II. That is grade-A 100% bull cookies! You service people should know by now that scuttlebutt is as common as cooties in your skivvies! My apologies to those among us of the feminine gland and to our resident celibate, Father Mulcahy.

You people have been panicking over a rumor which says that the 4077th is bugging out.

I had your face