My grandfather had some interesting, and dementedly funny, tales to tell of WWII.
We were speaking about the M-9 bayonet that I got issued in uniform, I hated it due to being able to break it, and grandpa pops out with, "I had a knife once. Gave it to a German."
Now, we'd never heard of Grandpa being friends of any kind with any Germans, so we were intrigued.
So we asked him, "Really? What did he say when you gave it to him?"
Grandpa goes, "He said 'Auuuuugh'."
LOL!