re: #649 Fat Bastard Vegetarian

Just occurred to me who the killer (not typing his name, not learning how to spell it) reminds me of…

Caution… your going to say, “Holy shit!”

In 1999 I was on temporary duty near Vilseck, with an Israeli friend. We were driving to Munich, she to catch up with a tour of Dachau, me to twist white roses through the university gate. We stopped at a stube exactly like that one, with a party like that one. Nobody sang.