It was a hot day in June and as I was going

It was a hot day in June and as I was going to work

pt going amidst the laughter and bullets. "DAMN THE NAZIS!" I screamed, hiking my panties up in frustration as I stepped over bodies. Bodies with elastic waistband underpants!!

my m16 still smoking like a grandpa on his only lung was well locked and ready to go.As i was nearly out of breath and hid behind a building i overheard nazis conversating thier ne

st move. (German.) "You've got the candles? Will be such a big surprise party for mein fürer!" I approached silently with my rifle. (A surprise all right...)

"Und now, mein furer, mach ein vish!" Hitler beamed over his cake with still smoking candles, shut his eyes & thought:"I need ziss party like a hole in the head!" I fired my rifle.

Hitler leaned in to blow the little V2 rocket candles. My bullet whizzed over his head, bounced off a tank & landed in the punch bowl, just as Goering ladled a cup for the Fuehrer.

"Was ist das?" he exclaimed as he shot punch out of his nose. I held my breath - had the backup poison taken effect? No - he'd just singed his mustache on the V2 birthday candles.

Plan D came in handy when wanted to open a present. I gave him Plan D. D for Dynamite. He did not notice the lit fuse on the bottom when started to unwrap it. He was quicker than

some, but dumber than dirt, and so he went the way of the Dodo. D is for detonated. D is for dead. E is for Everything Else.