Our Sergeant passed around books of 1920’s colloquiallisms. “You will study this. Every word. Is that clear?” Heads nodded.
Jackson, squad joker, just here for the scholarship and not the mission, quipped: “Or what’ll happen, Sarge? A rift in the space-time continuum because ‘far out’ got introduced too early?” I admit I chuckled, like everyone else.
Sergeant Kowalski stared up at Jackson. She grinned, too, ominously. “No, Private. You just get KO’d, like a lieutenant last mission, who forgot what time period he was in and called a drunk boxer ‘bad’ to compliment his courage.
Any more questions, soldiers?”