Poor, poor Manuel ze Bavarian.
It started out innocently enough. Manny was herding cows, or whatever the hell it is he does in Germany. However, since Manny was a no good lazy German, he fell asleep during his cow-watching duties.
When he awakened from his slumber, he was shocked to find how late the hour was. Quickly he arose, shouting, "Come, beefy herbivores! If we do not return to the farm before curfew, we shall be sent to Auschwitz!" He unleashed his bullwhip and hastily started back towards the farm with his hoofed comrades.
But, as the hour was dark, Manny soon lost his way in the wild Bavarian Alps. Scared as he was, he decided it was better to wait out the night than to try to find his way home in the dark and end up even more lost. He led his cows into the dark woods for the night, hoping he would not be found and sent to Auschwitz. However, as he lay down next to a tree, he soon fell asleep and forgot all about it, since he was a lazy stinkin' German.
At this point, Manny's cows were pretty pissed. They were out in the dark woods for the night because of their cowherd's laziness! They plotted a fittingly cruel revenge.
As Manny slept, the cows advanced silently. Then, there rang out a short piercing shriek that filled the night air, Betsy the cow grabbed Manny and soon silenced him with a ball gag. Ze German's scream was cut short. The cows finished restraining Manny, and at last he was tied immobile over a stump. The time for revenge was nigh.
Torro was a very big bull, if you catch my drift. And Manny was quite a small boy.
The only signs of the goings on to outsiders were the soft tortured grunts that managed to make it through the ball gag. At last, Manny's lesson had been learned, and Torro's job was finished.
Epilogue: Manny couldn't drop a deuce for a whole three months after the incident. They had to cut him a spare asshole. And he never, ever fell asleep on the job again.
The End