Foreword by Victor Von Fudge (Lee Fudge's Great- Great Grandfather)
When I learned then my Great-Great Grandson was helping Stephen freakin' Magoo write his freakin' memior, I had wished the nurse hadn't just given me my laudanum. I may be a 164 year old German, but I did not move to this god forsaken continent just for my relative to write a memoir for a dang WAR CRIMINAL/ DICTATOR OF POLAND. I mean POLAND!? Freakin' POLAND?!
Anyway, I was asked to do the foreword for this by Charles, and the conversation was basically...
Fudge: Hey Grandpa, can you do me a favor.
Me: I am a 164 year old German, the heck do you want me to do?
And so I am here writing a foreword to a memior for a war criminal/ dictator of Poland, but what does one write for a memior like a person like that? I can do it in one sentence.
In terms of ruining your country, blitzkrieg did it better.