Looking back

So I'm looking back on several nights ago, thinking about that card I had found in my pocket when I woke up. There was a website on that card, and yes... It was in German. But I do understand enough to navigate it and find what I was afraid might be there. I was talking about what happened with a bucket of ice, but now I don't need to leave it stricktly up to the imagination....



Left without a shirt, they made it up to me...