Bert shook his head, "and I won't"
"Hey, whats goin on here?" a chipper voice piped up, "Some kinda garden par-Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ! What kinda plant is that? Some damn, dirty SS agricultural warfare project! Figures the Kraut is up to no good! Why is that boy naked?!" Herbie's eyes were round as dinner plates and his mustache was sticking straight out in alarm.