We've just finished watching one of our favourite war films, and as Tony says, it always brings a smile to his face when he sees the germans getting a good beating, even if it's only a film.
Down at the pub, we see thousands of tourists come through the doors every year, in search of fine ale and a place to rest their weary bodies, and apart from the japanese, it's the germans who we hate the most.
Tony reckons that they got off lightly at the end of the war, and now, sixty-six years later, they're well on the way to building a new "empire of evil, ready to unleash onto an unsuspecting world."
I think the boy's right, and when I think about it, I can't think of anything decent to say about the country, or its people.
Tony says that if things get much worse, in a few years time, we'll all be eating sausages and talking german, and wondering what winning the war ever gave us.
Sid, the landlord of our favourite pub, refuses to serve the bastards, on the grounds that german women are very ugly, they smell a lot, and they strut around as though they own the place. Personally, I agree with him, and can't understand why instead of pulling down the Berlin wall, we didn't build a few more, and completely cut the fuckers off from the rest of the world!