Vuve Klistoff found a concrete bunker with a tunnel entrance buried in his backyard.
“WHAT the heck is that thing?” he said to his wife.
“I mean, what THE heck is that thing?” he repeated.
“Seriously, what the HECK is that thing?” he persisted.
“Really, what the heck IS that thing?” he spouted.
“I have to know. What the heck is THAT thing?” he continued.
“I’m not kidding! What the heck is that THING?” he implored.