BruceTwarzen

I was once tripping hard at a party, and they had a ceiling with some tiles with holes in them. So obviously i started counting them. I soon realised that it's less of a counting thing and more of a math problem. I took some toilet paper and started scribbling down numbers. I remember as soon as i wrote all the numbers down, i didn't really remember where the numbers even came from and why they are so important to me. When i had the final result, i wrote it on my arm and flushed down the toilet paper. Every few minutes i took a look at my arm and repeated the number in my mind.

At some point the police knocked on the door, because of a noise complaint. I thought it's because they wanted the numbers and went to the toilet to scrub it off. And was so relieved that they are gone. Then i got mad at myself because i forgot tye numbers. I sat down at my place on the sofa, looked up and saw the holes and remembered, and had to laugh out loud.

The mirror dimension is the main reason i'm looking forward to mushrooms

Now you can play all the 3 ps5 games on your ps 6

I think it's the sheer amount of bullshit that waters it all down. Like: remember when he wanted to nuke a tornado? He was wearing his pants the wrong way? When he sold beans from the oval office? When he sold golden shoes? When he sold nft's? When he sold a bible? Remember when he said he'd run into a school with an active shooter in it without a gun? Remember when he threw paper towels at hurricane victims? Remember the every day where he has 30 cm long sideburns? Remember when he ripped out his wife's hair when he raped her? Remember when he held a press conference in front of a four seasons? Remember when he called ted cruz's wife ugly as a dog? Remember when people said that he sometimes shat his pants on his tv show? Remember when he lied about everything? When he said he knows more than the secret service? Remember when he golfed more than doing his job? Remember when he refused to use a different phone because it's a security risk? Remember when he stole and potentially sold classified information? Remember when he was known for walking into the dressing room of teen pageants? Remember when he payed off a pirn star with questionable money while being married and a champion of christian values?

Like, it never ends. What is there to stick?

And americans still cheered him on on the way to jail

There was this documentary on youtube called cave exploring gone wrong marathon. It was an hour long and a fantastic watch. Nothing ever gave me more anxiety then that. I tried to find it but it's now private. There is no way i'll ever go down a cave ever.

Like palm oil and diabetes

There is no chocolate in nutella

So does cocaine

There is a bakery near me that makes their own nutella. Apparently it's really good, but i don't like nutella to begin with, and it annoys me that it's a supplement for chocolate

Same happened to me. I didn't really have a lot of progress to begin with, was still kinda dumb.

This unlocked a memory of a punk show i was 15 or so years ago. It was a pretty small show of a local punk and Oi show. It was pretty damn bad, but the small show was packed with drunk as fuck oi punks. This was around the time i quit drinking, and everyone being super drunk inside, i often went outside to get some fresh air. I was outside with a friend when 4 neo nazis walked by, also super drunk, starting some shit. It was late and i assume they were on their way home. Since i was sober i just told them to get lost, because they are absolutely fucked if anyone saw them out here.

They left, but were still droning around, and suddenly they were twice as much and i knew that it's gonna turn into a shitshow, so i went inside. On my way inside, two locally famous brothers who were twice my sice held me back, asking me: "where are the nazis? And i pointed outside. They said: "show me", it the most serious voice i have ever heard from them. So i went outside, followed by two fridge sized guys. By that time, there were around 12 to 15 nazis outside. I tried to make a joke or something, but before i could open my mouth, they threw bottles and just CHARGED them. By that time, word got around and the whole venue inclusive the bands were there too. They ran off, some got fucked up, and i was quite literally the only sober guy there, so i kinda just followed them, like i was their caretaker or something. We chased them around.

Some of the guys were so hammered that they just face planted at full speed. It was a sight to behold. Some got away, but some didn't and they got fucked up. Like i've seen people get punched in the face and i've been in brawls, but this was bad. So i did what i felt what i had to do and pulled some of the gus back. I yanked a guy who was probably the scariest dude i ever met in my life to this day and made him drop on his drunk ass. His aggression was suddenly pointed towards me. I thought great, now i'm gonna catch some fists, because i has helping a nazi, the very same nazi who called me a faggot not even half an hour ago. But there was no time to think about that, because some other dudes wanted a piece of these 5 or so remaining nazis. The scary guy had no voice anymore, grabbed me and i heard his fucked up voice saying, if you are helping them, you are against all of us. I pointed at the guy and said: you are gonna kill a guy today. And the guy looked FUCKED. so he suddenly sobered up, and said: i think you're right. Police sirens went off and we scattered.

I felt like the biggest traitor for years, because to be honest, because i wanted to punch some nazis really really bad that day, but i did quite the opposite.