Originally Posted by: hunter60Late one morning, I was waking up from a particularly savage drunk. My best friend wandered into the living room where I was half-on, half-off the couch, leaned over me and said in a whisper "There's a Nazi in the kitchen who would like to have a word with you..."

Those first 15 seconds or so were the most confusing of my life. I jumped up, started searching under the cushions for my shirt and glasses, trying to get a grip on sanity before it occurred to me, "Whaaat the hell??? A Nazi? In the ktichen???"

He thought it was hilarious. :)

That's terrifying! I would probably crap myself if that happened to me.