Oh well in that case, would you allow me to fade away into an intense training montage, where after much grimacing and eye popping I achieve not only the final ultimate level in punching but also the respect of a superintelligent AI driven boxing glove for teaching it true power?
He’d definitely be a tighty-whiteys man.
You can have a few weeks with the soundtrack to the Rocky films and the best boxing trainers before you heil in der fuhrer’s face.
I said or, not and!
I chose ask a question because I don’t hit people. Even bad people. It’s pointless. Then again so is asking him a question. Maybe “where can I find any hidden caches of money that haven’t already been found?” and then I’d give the money to a Jewish charity.
“Mein fuhrer, being from the future, I wanted to ask if you knew the secret to indefinite longevity turned out to be carrying balls of radium in your pockets?”
And after you do it, tell him. That’ll blow his mind!
“Mein Fuhrer, assuming you were surrounded by enemies and about to be killed, where, hypothetically, might you hide all your money and valuables?”