Golden idea, man. I used to go to those places all the time before I moved in with the yankees. Though not German ones. Then, there were never really German anything down there. In fact I never touched anything German until I met Erik. You know, Erik is like. The most German thing I can think of. And I think he's Polish. Which means he's not German at all, doesn't it?

[Have some Sean rambles. Though there is no smoke around him, he's obviously not sober right now.]