Dr. Death Smokin' On Da Nile

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Oy gevalt, the Telegraph's picture below is so dated of this notorious Heim, the Nazi war criminal who they say died in Egypt in 1992 .

Zug gornisht, kinderliks, but Auntie is very proud to show the much more recent photograph of Aribert Heim, AKA "Dr. Death", never before published, in a nostalgic moment with his hookah on the Nile.

Oy ever, I am so worried about that schlemazel, Efraim Zurof, of the Simon'le Wiesenthal Hunting Center, who refuses to believe he is dead and buried already, now that the bounty on his head has been tripled to a million Euros.

The silly head hunter plotzed when the media reported that the nazi murderer, this "Dr. Death'le", died of "cancer of the rectum on Aug. 10, 1992, after having spent 30 years in Cairo" under an assumed islamofacist name.

Zurof refuses to believe the reports. He realises that if all the Nazis are indeed dead, there won't be much work left for the Nazi hunters.

Zurof is adamant that Heim must be alive. "There's no grave, there's no body. We can't do any DNA testing." Surely he should have asked where is the rectum for us to take some specimens?

You better take it from Auntie, that paskudnyak Zurof is opening a can'le of worms with this story. This is a very dangerous line to take.

What are we going to do if the goyim raise the very same questions? They will tell us, "You say 6 million Jews died in the Holocaust, so prove it already! What do we look like, chopped liver? There're no graves, there're no bodies. We can't do any DNA testing."

Some may even come and ask "Where are the 3 million chopped schwantalachs?"

I tell you, let's leave this Heim alone and concentrate on Goyza.

United against DNA testing

Plotz - to explode, to burst, i.e. from overeating, from excitement, from anticipation. "If I eat one more piece of cheesecake, I'm going to plotz!" "You got us tickets for Barbra's come-back concert!? I'm plotzing!"
Paskudnyak (pas-kud-nyak) - a disgusting, revolting, dishonest, unscrupulous, corrupt person.
Schlemazel - a schmuck who reacts before he thinks.
Schwantalachs - that which the rabbi nips off the Chosen male kinderliks on the eighth day.
Zug gornisht - say nothing. "Keep it under your hat" or "Shhhh, I think others are listening."