"After WWII, Josef Mengele fled to Argentina. He passed through customs with several suitcases full of human body parts."
Honky: He got through, but only by a nose.
Those customs agents really weren't on their toes.
Stu: I hope they leant him a hand.
Honky: It was either try and pass them through customs, or travel there on foot.
Stu: He really thumbed his nose at them.
Honky: He probably picked up the wrong suitcase, because he had to head out of Germany in a hurry.
Stu: Or possibly gave them the middle finger.
Honky: He just didn't have the heart to declare them
Stu: I hope he at least had an opportunity to lend someone in need an ear,
Honky: When you see Joseph Mengele coming through the door, it must have put those customs agents back on their heels.
But hey, he sacked up, knuckled down, and passed through.
Stu: I, at the very least, would be on my toes.
Honky: All he had to do was pay the agents some lip service, and he's through.
Stu: he'd get in trouble if he had to vent some spleen, though.
Honky: Add this to the list of anus acts he commited.
I don't know how he could stomach it.
Stu: I wonder if he was coming from the Isle of Langerhans.
Honky: DAMMIT!
Stu: (Okay, too obscure).
Honky: That was my next one.
I was thinking the exact same thing
Stu: I wonder if he came off as a bit of a heel.
Honky: I wonder if the agents ever got teste with him
Stu: Oh well. Anyone with half a brain would understand the pressure he was under.
You have to say, "Have a heart."
Honky: Hey, when your only to options are liver die...
You have to put in a little elbow grease.
Stu: That's nuts.
Honky: You have to admit though, that fact is the tits.
I wonder if the Nurmeberg tribunals were kept abreast of this action.
I'm sure they wouldn't have found it a very palatable offense.
Stu: You gotta admit, he's got a lot of balls for doing what he did.
Honky: He must have just passed through by the skin of his teeth.
He's so vein, he probably thought that dong was about him.
Stu: It was probably pretty white knuckle for him there at Customs.