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Adolf Hitler looked at his watch: 6:15, indicated the golden hands projecting from the swastika-shaped spindle. He tapped the watch to make sure something wasn’t stuck. Where was his supper?! He picked up his swastika salad fork and absentmindedly banged out some Wagner on the table. Finally, the double doors leading to the kitchen swung open and his faithful food taster appeared, carrying a silver serving tray with a tasteful swastika etched into its bottom.
“Your dinner, mein Fuehrer,” purred the taster, lifting the dome off the tray and revealing a beautifully marbled steak.
“First of all, I’m a vegan,” said Hitler. “Second, how come the grill-marks on this steak aren’t shaped like swastikas? Now, bring me a bowl of fresh swastikas in soy milk this instant!”
Date Written: June 22, 2003
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