October 6, 2006 - Friday
A Hitler Day 18
"Dear Diary,
Sometimes, when i am alone in the war room, after all my generals have left...When it is dark, and it is late at night, and i am amongst my maps, papers, charts and communiques. The silence fills the bunker and you can hear the light wind echo down it's long corridors. When i feel warm and at peace and all the aryan men are at home with their aryan families i like to remove all my clothing, stick my thumb up my butt, and scream "Hrrrreeeaaaaaaaagh!".
Dear diary i hope nobody discovers you. This could ruin my reputation...
I must go now, i think i hear my testicle boiling.
Mental note: bitchslap Norway"
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