Mit Dem Schnitzel in der Grossen Stadt! A Lance and Dirk Adventure

Meanwhile, in another part of town, a recent transplant from the German state of Wuttemberg, was merrily strolling down the street lunch satchel in hand. He whistled a happy teutonic tune and waved aufwiedersehen to him mother.

“Aufwiedersehen Mutti!”

“Be careful Voody! Und don’t gif avay your lunch like you did yesterday.”

“Ok momma, I vill be werry careful zis time!”

“Oh, and don’t get schmutz on your new lederhosen.”

But by that time young Woody had already turned the corner directly in the Top Hat gang led by that villainous and terribly rude rascal, Cecil Tophat III. Cecil was an upperclass snob who prided himself on extorting lunches, treats and loose change from his classmates.

“Fork over the schnitzel Kraut”

“Yeah, fork over the sausages too” exclaimed the Schott, one of Cecil’s most loyal henchmen.

“And the Fastnachtskuchle” added DeBock , another loathsome example of Shrewsbury’s finest.

“Vell, ok but my mozer vill get werry werry angry wiz you and I shall also tell my best friend in ze whole vide word, der Rossaroni – he vill fix your vagon und gut!”

“We idn’t afraid of da likes o’ him – he’s another foreigner like you!” Schott chimed in.

Slowly, the gang bore down on the poor German lad and his lunch and his lederhosen.