The Sh– To Even More The Sh–… The Schnitzelbank Song
I am in utter absolute glory. I recently visited this German bar in Detroit:
Pictured: Dakota Inn of Detroit (Not Pictured: Surrounding Urban Blight)
It was in this very place that I thought I discovered the magnificent Schnitzelbank Song. Here is the accompanying chart (because how awesome can a drinking song be without an accompanying chart):
Yes, that Haufen Mist is a pile of cow dung...
In public, it sort of went something like this (I swear the Dakota’s Inn version was 100x better):
But in all my research, I came to realize why this song has endeared itself so strongly to me. And that reason why is this:
(SIDENOTE: It also explains why the name Otto von Schnitzelpusskrankengescheitmeyer has long been stuck in my subconscious…)
