Being as this is a humor blog, here’s some jokes people used to tell to make fun of Hitler:
Hitler and his chauffeur are whizzing along a country road when a pig rushes out and is hit by their car. Spotting a nearby farm house, the chauffeur is sent up to inform the occupants of the demise of their animal. He returns with an armload of food and wine. Hitler is amazed.
“Why did they give you that?”
“I do not know. All I did was knock on the door and say I am Hitler’s chauffeur and I killed the pig.”
Hitler asked his astrologer on what day he would die.
“On a Jewish holiday,” the astrologer replied.
“But which holiday?”
“Any day you die will be a Jewish holiday.”
There are two kinds of Aryans: non-Aryans and barb-Aryans
A fatally wounded German soldier asked his chaplain to grant one final wish. “Place a picture of Hitler on one side of me, and a picture of Goering on the other side. That way I can die like Jesus, between two thieves.”
Goebbels was touring German schools. At one, he asked the students to call out patriotic slogans.
“Heil Hitler,” shouted one child.
“Very good,” said Goebbels.
“Deutschland Uber alles,” another called out.
“Excellent. How about a stronger slogan?”
A hand shot up, and Goebbels nodded.
“Our people shall live forever,” the little boy said.
“Wonderful,” exclaimed Goebbels. “What is your name, young man?”
“Israel Goldberg.”
“What is the difference between an Nazi and a dog? A Nazi lifts his arm.”
A German father instructing his son on how to say grace.
“From now on you must thank God and Hitler when you pray,” says dad.
“But what happens if Hitler dies?” the boy asks.
“Then you just thank God.”
Lots more “Hitler as the butt of the joke” humor here.
God bless the men who crushed that son of a bitch and his armies.
Bob Slaughter, D-Day vet and the man most responsible for the National D-Day Memorial died May 29th. We can’t afford to let any of our veterans just “fade away” as the years pass, so thank you Bob Slaughter, all who stormed those beaches, and all those who served our country before and since that day.
Some German potato salad walks into a bar. The bartender says, “I’m sorry, we don’t serve food in here.”
Through local donations our NBC affiliate sponsored Ozarks Honor Flights, which provided free trips for WWII veterans to Washington to visit the new memorial. Their last trip took place today and, as usual, the airport was filled with well-wishers for both take-off and their arrival back home. Just wanted folks to know not all media is evil. I only wish my dad could have seen it.
My dad was a POW in Germany for 22 months.
His favorite TV program was Hogan’s Heroes.
For him it must have been like looking through a cracked mirror into an alternate universe.
God bless all veterans.