University at Buffalo School of Dental Medicine - Reflector Yearbook (Buffalo, NY)

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THE REFLECTORiig ' V X E? Qu Qfternoun with '17 Scene-JUNIOR LAB Time-ANY AFTERNOON AT 12:15 As the curtain rises, YVhite, E. L. Jones, Schuster, Pantera, Zackem, Wfeber, Ianne, Catell, and Larkin are seen busily working at their benches. Opening song-UCRAB, BROTHERS, CRABY' Harnish enters with a chew in his face that would choke an ordinary cow. Where in hell's a demonstrator? I wanta couple of punches. He is pushed aside by Faller, who is in great haste, but pauses long enough to remark to Harnish, Oh, Pop, you oughta seen the swell skirt I had last night, then he hurries to his bench for fear of wasting time. I sat down by the door to watch this class, the great Class of ,I7, at work. I suddenly start, are my eyes deceiving me? YVho is this, a stranger? No, it is L'Bobby hfIcKay. He approaches and offers me a HASSAN, and stops just a moment to tell me about hVinnie and then hurries on about his business. Harkl 'What,s that noise, squish-squash, like the rapids at the Falls. VVhy, that,U says Pantera, is only Wlhite with a wad of HONEST SCRAP, trying to reproduce the Jamestown Flood. Biff! Someone blindly rams me, I look up, it is Foote. He seems worried and looks as if his heart would break. 'COh my, oh myf' he wails, L'I'm late, I'm late, itls 12:17, and I'll be thrown out. Out of what? I ask. THE CRABBER'S CLUB, he sobs. hfIy heart sure did ache for him. fW'hose heart? VVhy, Shawisj Then he retreats to the sink with his sorrow, as he already had quite a puddle on the floor. In comes the SCRUBVVORIAN with a nickel cud of gum in her YAP, looks at Foote's pool on the floor and says, c'IfVhat a dirty bunch! who tried to put the Lakes of Killarney here in the middle of the lloor, and who-F She was interrupted here by Larkin yowling Oh, you, IxVilmontl thus hastening the retreat of the scrubwoman in a rage. An hour passes, and almost every member has arrived and gone to work. Suddenly, a sharp, shrill voice pipes out, HI may be from Ilion, but I'm no Rube, SEE,7' I look up, and close to the ceiling in the clouds of smoke I recognize our President, c'Casey Jones, looking down upon Joe HSpaghetti who has been hit on the head with a bench iron and is in a state of coma. At last, Joe calls out, French carrots on ice, pickles a la mode,', and here his mutterings dwindle into sounds of a far-on' land. IOI

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ey S t X THE REPLECTGI-2 xp' I iiuniurfs what There he comes through the rear door, A brand new coat and tools galore, Shiny shoes and pasted hair, Facial expression of the real fresh air. Gets his chair and finds a patient, Features now quite rubifacient. Vlfhen he says, Remove your things, Air seems stuffy and his right ear sings. Chair is adjusted miles too high, Junior bravely heaves a sigh, Lets it down and helps her in, Then he cranks it up again. Gets his biggest mirror out, Opens mouth and squints about. Says, Prophylaxis must be done, Before the fillings are begunf, Starts his scaling without a towel, Patient soon begins to howl. Scared when patient grabs his coat, And drops the mirror down her throat. Patient gags and sputum Hies, Filling both the j'unior's eyes. He tries to act composed and cool, But feels at heart just like a fool. He starts again and is glad to find That Squire's technic comes to mind. He thinks, works and perseveres, While the patient's face is bathed in te At last it is done, patient goes, Both are shaking from head to toes. The Junior's Debut has been madeg He feels glum and in need of aid. 9.fS. K. XV. MooRE IOO

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I 1 ' THE REFLECTORIIE 32 4 V Q E I take a slant out the window and see a grey car go whirling past, it returns, I recognize it as the Murder Carvg it stops and out jumps Shapiro. What is he doing? There is something invisible which he starts throwing about in all direc- tions. I-Ie enters the lab, suddenly his throwing is cut short by Wild Mac, who shouts 'cSay, Shap, tie that BULL you're throwing, OUTSIDEI' Shap looks sore but keeps his peace. The room does not feel right, someone is missing, horrors, it is Korn. Korn is gone, I shout, and promptly everyone faints. Larkin who is the first to revive, dives into the extracting room and wheels in the nitrous oxide machine and turns on the oxygen. Everybody recuperates, and work is resumed as usual. It was later discovered that Korn had been downstairs to plank down two bits on account. The time Hies, it is almost five o'clock. Jimmy enters amid much applause and gently warbles, Are youse guys going home tonight? Iwanta clean up . Pantera, the Secretary of the Crabberls Club, grows indignant and reprimands him, and as it is still ONE MINUTE of FIVE, poor Jimmy is ousted out amid the yells and jeers of the Crabbing Brothers. Telephone bell rings, a sweet female voice is transmitted over the wire. Oh, a peach. NO, it is only Miss Bryant asking for the vulcanizers and electric furnaces. The same old gag about the vulcanizers not going up is pulled and the office force falls for it again. Twenty minutes later, Jimmy enters with a young cannon under each arm, a gun in each hand and a sword between his teeth, All outln he hisses, and un- willingly the class retires to the locker room, the quartet singing, 'We Cannot Work, Because Jimmy Fired Us Out. Qpplteb Eunice If a grouch is in the chair, The dentist feels he doesn't care. Pokes a plugger in his lip, Scowls a bit, and says it slippedfl If a sore spot can be found, Says '4It must be cut and ground. Takes the right to kill a nerve, Makes his patient kick and swerve. Here is one that must be pulled, Cause your general health is involved. Next a needle must inject At the neck, cocaine by the peck. Pulls it out, says All is well, While lVIr. Grouchy raves like hl IO2