Adolf or Arnold

The Lillian Gish fan walked into the coffee shop and said, with his hand raised in salute, “Field Marshal Rommel reporting.” Then he said, “He probably doesn’t even know who that is. They don’t study history at that damn school.” Then he said, as if to himself, something about Rommel being faithful to his wife. Turning to (or on) two college gals he asked, “Do you know the name of Alexander the Great’s horse?” To which I said, “Trigger.” No one seemed to hear me. He continued, “or do you just study sex parties at that school?” As he exited he said, “Heil Hitler, I mean Schwarzenegger, I’m getting my fuhrers mixed up.”