1942 Whizzbang Comics 6: ‘Ye gods and little fishes,’ he breathed excitedly.at ye gods (and little fishes)!, excl.
1942 Whizzbang Comics 29: ‘You’ve saved my bacon, boys!’ he cried.at save someone’s bacon (v.) under bacon, n.1
1942 Whizzbang Comics 45: ‘Humph! We must have a look inside this tent, anyway!’ said the bobby.at bobby, n.1
1942 Whizzbang Comics 66: And twenty miles is a bit of a swim – specially for a bloke who’s got all his clobber on.at clobber, n.
1942 Whizzbang Comics 99: After a quick examination the rough cow-town doctor grinned.at cow town, n.
1942 Whizzbang Comics 67: I guess her skipper reckons he’s croaked Cyclone Carson, but he’s going to find out his mistake before very long!at croak, v.2
1942 Whizzbang Comics 11: Out of sight round a corner he hands over quite a wad of bribery and gives his dirty orders.at dirty, adj.
1942 Whizzbang Comics 52: The big German bomber was wheeled out on to the ’drome and then took off.at drome, n.
1942 Whizzbang Comics 13: Gee-whillikins, did you see all that that’s just happened almost quicker than we can say it?at gee whillikins!, excl.