[size=+2]Let’s Get Ready to Rummmmmm-ble!
~ Dramatis Personae ~[/size]
ADOLF, a Chancellor
EVA, a Mistress
FAGIN, a Diplomat
IRWIN, a General
CLEO, a Fakir
{ ADOLF }
Eva! Why is the living room filled with singing nuns and children?
{ EVA }
Aren’t they adorable mein liebchen? They came right after you took over Austria. Can’t we keep them?
{ ADOLF }
What? When did we do that, baby? FRITZ!
{ FAGIN }
Oy, not so loud. I’m dealing with a shpilkis in my genechtagazoink over here.
{ ADOLF }
When and why did we take over Austria, man?
{ FAGIN }
Well, we got a tip from Cleo that Austria and Poland wouldn’t join with us peacefully under any circumstances... and despite her track record, we didn’t quite believe her, so we spent a lot of time trying to get the Poles into our corner. And surprise! They don’t want to join us. Cleo also said that the Romanians would end up joining the Axis, so we thought we could get them in early, but surprise! They don’t want to join with diplomacy either.
[size=-2]You will be mine, oh yes, you will be![/size]
{ ADOLF }
Man, that’s a bummer, baby.
{ FAGIN }
So, when the Austrian government went all meshugge what with the riots and the yelling and whatnot, it seemed like a good idea to just take them over since they were cool with it.
{ ADOLF }
Groovy baby. So aside from all these people in my living room, what did we get out of it?
{ FAGIN }
Well, as you can see, there are a lot of consequences. Most of these are a worsening of relations, but that isn’t something we care about. The big plus is the reduction of Italian neutrality; that will help them join us if we wanted.
[size=-2]We don’t need no stinkin’ relations[/size]
{ ADOLF }
Alright, man. Who *is* willing to join us?
{ FAGIN }
Well, we have quite a few options if you take them at face value. But Cleo says that everybody except Italy and Japan is just going to say `no` no matter how many times we ask them.
[size=-2]Lies! All lies! Well, 71% lies![/size]
{ ADOLF }
Hmm well, why does this report say we can invite them, then?
{ FAGIN }
That’s a big mystery. But cheer up; we managed to get some more Leadership and 500 singing nuns out of the Austrian deal.
[size=-2]Don’t spend it all in one place[/size]
{ ADOLF }
Seems like a lot baby, do we really need that many? The nuns, not the Leadership.
{ FAGIN }
Well, as my bubbala always says, don’t knock it until you try it! Maria! How about a song for our haymish here?
{ MARIA }
(singing)
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright shiny panzers and warm woolen mittens
All of the chaos that major wars bring
These are a few of my favorite things
Nazis and soldiers and crisp apple streudels
Bombers and fighters and schnitzel with noodles
Rockets that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Officers girded with blue satin sashes
Artillery fire that thunders and crashes
Long Phoney Wars that last until spring
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel bad!
{ ADOLF }
Hmm, well, I like that you have kittens in there, baby. We’ll keep you but find a use for the other 499, alright, Fritz?
{ FAGIN }
Will do.
{ ADOLF }
Okay, what else is happening that I should know about?
{ FAGIN }
Well, the Japanese have wiped out the Chinese Nationalists, Communists, and the Guangxi Clique. They seem to be doing pretty well without us, so there’s no need to bother them just yet with an alliance.
[size=-2]Fine. Conquer China. See if I care![/size]
{ ADOLF }
What about Flower Power baby?
{ FAGIN }
Well, you can see in this report that our Spies have done pretty well. France was just begging for a coup so we didn’t have any trouble starting one. National Socialists are now in charge in Paris so we won’t have any problems with them. Things seem to be ripe for the showdown with the United Kingdom.
[size=-2]France... now with 55% more Evil![/size]
{ ADOLF }
Groovy, baby. Irwin, I guess you’re on!
{ IRWIN }
Sweet! I just need to address the troops, if I may.
{ ADOLF }
Go for it baby.
At OKW Headquarters...
[size=-2]Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental[/size]
{ IRWIN }
Be seated.
Now, I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the *other* poor dumb bastard die for his country.
Men, all this stuff you've heard about Germany not wanting to fight, wanting to stick with Flower Power, is a lot of horse dung. Germans, traditionally, love to fight. All real Germans love the sting of battle.
When you were kids, you all admired the champion beer drinker, the fastest runner, the big league field hockey players, the toughest boxers. Germans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Germans play to win all the time. Now, I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Germans have never lost (cough, cough) and will never lose a war. Because the very thought of losing is hateful to Germans.
Now, an army is a team. It lives, eats, sleeps, fights as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of nonsense. The bilious bastards who wrote that stuff about individuality for the
Berlin Times don't know anything more about real battle than they do about the birds and the bees. Now, we have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world. You know, by God, I actually pity those poor bastards we're going up against. By God, I do. We're not just going to shoot the bastards. We're going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our panzers. We're going to murder those lousy Tommy bastards by the bushel.
Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you'll chicken out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your duty. The Brits are the enemy. Wade into them. Spill their blood. Shoot them in the belly. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend's face, you'll know what to do.
Now there's another thing I want you to remember. I don't want to get any messages saying that we are holding our position. We're not holding anything. Let the Tommy do that. We are advancing constantly and we're not interested in holding onto anything - except the enemy. We're going to hold onto him by the nose, and we're gonna kick him in the rear. We're gonna kick the hell out of him all the time, and we're gonna go through him like poop through a goose!
Now, there's one thing that you men will be able to say when you get back home, and you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you're sitting around your fireside with your grandson on your knee, and he asks you, `What did you do in the great World War II?` - you won't have to say, `Well, I shoveled poop in Bavaria.`
Alright now you sons-of-bitches, you know how I feel. Oh, I will be proud to lead you wonderful guys into battle anytime, anywhere. That's all.
Later...
{ ADOLF }
Alright Irwin, war me, baby.
{ IRWIN }
Well, we had to construct nearly thirty Transports, but we made enough to carry over our entire ground force of two armies into United Kingdom territory. All we’ve left behind are a corps to guard East Prussia and another corps to guard our North Sea ports. Wouldn’t do to have them attempt a suicide invasion right when we’re about to hit London. Cleo says that’s a big possibility.
{ ADOLF }
Groovy, baby, what else?
{ IRWIN }
We sent most of our fleet off to East Anglia with the goal of a fast drive to London, then a counterclockwise sweep up through the country up to Scotland. The corps of Marines was waiting off the coast of Gibraltar to seize it as soon as the war started. After that, we’ll use them to take Malta.
[size=-2]They’ll never see us coming... despite being parked offshore[/size]
{ ADOLF }
Sounds sweet. Did we get any French help?
{ FAGIN }
Oy, those goyim are a headache. They didn’t want to join us, but they did agree to an alliance with Yugoslavia for some reason. Cleo says we don’t need ‘em, though.
[size=-2]They’ll regret this when the Bolsheviks come knocking on their door![/size]
{ ADOLF }
All right, baby. So how did the war go?
{ IRWIN }
Well, since we surprised the British with our declaration of war, all of our landings went off without a hitch. There were no problems taking Gibraltar, and we also sent several air raids to knock out British fleets in port, but that didn’t go so well. We’ve done some damage but no reported sinkings.
[size=-2]Hard to evaluate the efficacy of your Naval Bombers when you don’t use ‘em[/size]
Our attacks have apparently alarmed the United States, but it isn’t anything to be concerned over yet.
[size=-2]I’m soooo scared![/size]
The Brits sent in a flood of reinforcements, but it wasn’t enough to stop the expansion of the beachhead. Our troops were all prepared for an assault on London when we got a warning from Cleo.
[size=-2]Mwahahahahahaha[/size]
{ CLEO }
Dat’s right, mon.
{ ADOLF }
Oh? What warning, baby?
{ CLEO }
If you take London, den Stalin will attack mon.
{ ADOLF }
Really? What does he care if a democracy gets destroyed? You’d think he’d be supportive of any blows against Capitalism.
{ CLEO }
He just will, mon. He can’t help it.
{ ADOLF }
Well, what if instead we took every square inch of British soil *except* London, and bombed the city into the ground?
{ CLEO }
He’d be just fine wit dat.
{ ADOLF }
Groovy, just do that then.
{ IRWIN }
Well, we would have been happy to try that sir, but my men in the field chose to disregard these warnings and took the city anyway. They were trying to show the famous German initiative. We’re now at war with the Soviet Union.
{ ADOLF }
Man now you got me on a bad trip, baby. What can the Reds do to us?
{ IRWIN }
Well, since we don’t have a land border with them and they don’t really have any navy to speak of, not much. We can basically ignore them.
{ ADOLF }
Won’t they just declare war on Poland or Romania so they can get at us?
{ CLEO }
No mon.
{ ADOLF }
Groovy baby so where are we at now?
{ IRWIN }
Well, our men have reached up to Scotland, so the battle for the UK is almost at an end. We’ll just need to do some mopping up in their overseas territories, and then it will be all over. And even though we don’t really have anything to fear from the USSR, Stalin is apparently afraid of us, since he is taking the trouble to relocate all his industry to Siberia for some reason.
[size=-2]Heigh ho, heigh ho, off to Siberia we go![/size]
{ ADOLF }
All right. Keep up the good work, baby.
{ IRWIN }
Yes, sir!
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