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"
You
goddam
stinking
lousy
son
of
a
bitch
,
"
Hungry
Joe
screamed
from
his
tent
as
they
sped
into
the
squadron
.
"
Jesus
,
is
he
back
here
tonight
?
I
thought
he
was
still
in
Rome
with
the
courier
ship
.
"
"
Oh
!
Ooooh
!
Oooooooh
!
"
Hungry
Joe
screamed
.
Chief
White
Halfoat
shuddered
.
"
That
guy
gives
me
the
willies
,
"
he
confessed
in
a
grouchy
whisper
.
"
Hey
,
whatever
happened
to
Captain
Flume
?
"
"
There
’
s
a
guy
that
gives
me
the
willies
.
I
saw
him
in
the
woods
last
week
eating
wild
berries
.
He
never
sleeps
in
his
trailer
any
more
.
He
looked
like
hell
.
"
"
Hungry
Joe
’
s
afraid
he
’
ll
have
to
replace
somebody
who
goes
on
sick
call
,
even
though
there
is
no
sick
call
.
Did
you
see
him
the
other
night
when
he
tried
to
kill
Havermeyer
and
fell
into
Yossarian
’
s
slit
trench
?
"
"
Ooooh
!
"
screamed
Hungry
Joe
.
"
Oh
!
Ooooh
!
Oooooooh
!
"
"
It
sure
is
a
pleasure
not
having
Flume
around
in
the
mess
hall
any
more
.
No
more
of
that
‘
Pass
the
salt
,
Walt
.
’
"
"
Or
‘
Pass
the
bread
,
Fred
.
’
"
