DATELINE 5/4/2004 SAN ONOFRE CA
OTTO HEIMLIN HAS FINGERS RESEMBLING LITTLE BRATWURST SAUSAGES.
Maybe because he was born in Frankfurt, 1960. He migrated
legally to the USA, applied for a position as State Trooper,
was accepted, and placed as Park Ranger. Today, he stands
on the rim of the smoldering crater once known as BIGKOOK'S
Bamboo Forest and Banana Plantation. Park Ranger Ephriam
exposed the secret trap door to 'KOOK'S concrete bunker,
undetected until Herr Gunner torched the foliage in one felt
swoop, like, WHOOSH ,and it was gone, napalm flame throwers
are not pretty.
"Ready for inspection, Herr Heimlin," said Ranger, giving
Heimlin the thumbs up.
"Very well, Ranger, ser goot ja", said Heimlin as he looked
down at the trap door just the size for a man to squirm into, "Give me the lamp, Dairywimple." Dairywimple handed
him the flashlight.
"Raus, appel, immediately, swinehundt," said Otto Heimlin,
his voice showing a tinge of irritation.
"He's not responding, sir," said Ranger.
"Herr Gunner, bring the flame, smoke him out. Now!
Gunner aimed the flame thrower at the trap door, roared
it to get the occupants attention. Heimlin detected
movement in the bunker.
"Come out, now," said Heimlin, "with your hands in the air."
The occupant trembling, obviously shaken, ascended the
concrete and steel stairs. Beach spectators closed
in on the hole as the occupant climbed from it. There
was gasps coming from everyone including Range Ephriam.
Stepping into the morning mist, into the sunlight, emerged
of all people--TERRY BEARD.
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