IJMC - Hitler, and the Pig

That bar I told you all about, well, it's been broken in. And I may have 
some other news tomorrow. Let's just say, I'm really, really hopeful. I 
rarely ask this of anyone, but for a day, keep me in your thoughts. It 
could make everything worthwhile.                                  -dave







    One day during WW2 Hitler and Goering are driving incognito through
the German countryside.  Suddenly a pig crosses the road in front of the
car, and is killed in the collision.

    Hitler: Go to the farmer , and tell him that we killed his pig. But
don't tell him that I am here.'

    Goering: ' Jahwol, mein Furher!', and he goes.

    An hour goes by, and still Goering isn't back. Two hours, Three
hours, and still no sign of Goering. Finally, after four hours, a
drunken Goering returns to the car, his arms filled with bread, sausages
and bottles of wine.

    Hitler: ' But I told you not to tell him that I was here!'

    Goering: ' I did not, mein Furher. All I said was " Heil Hitler, the
pig, he is dead!", and he gave me all these.'