he walked on in and came out rolling this thing on what looked like a hospital bed on wheels. it was NAKED, a clod of metal. the prof rolled the damn thing right out in front of us, then began humming some rotten song, probably something from the German. a clod of metal with this hole in the center. the professor had an oil can in his hand, poked it into the hole and began punching in quite a quantity of this oil, meanwhile humming this insane German song. he kept punching the oil in, then looked back over his shoul- der and said, "nice, ya?" then he went back to work, pumping in the oil. Indian Mike looked at me, tried to laugh, said, "god damn- we've been taken again!" "yeah." I said, "it seems like it's been 5 years since I been laid, but I'll be damned if I'll stick my cock into that mound of hard lead!" Von Brashlitz laughed. walked over to his liquor cabinet, found another 5th.