Einfach zu merken, lass dir das von einer angelsächsisch sprechenden Pseudodeutschen sagen: 1 Pint ist quasi pi mal Daumen ~0.5 Liter.
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Hallo AfD!
To be fair, I don't like the art style. It creeps me out. Sorry.
Not precisely CCTV, but national television in a small country. I recently moved to a new gaff, renting the upper floor of my landlord's house.
Let's just say it's the sort of place where everyone knows everybody and it's relatively easy to become the talk of the town.
Hanging out with my punk rock friends and bandmates after work hours.
National television interviewed a nun while we were walking by. Most of them did the 🤟 sign while hurling slurs against Christianity and whatnot. I tried to cover my face as best as I could like "yeah, sorry about that, they are drunk and shitfaced as hell".
Came back to my gaff and my landlord was laughing so hard.
"You didn't notice the second camera filming from the other side?"
Right, let me just dig a hole in the garden to crawl into and die in, will ye?
They just panicked and lost their cool. It's way more dangerous what they did instead of waiting inside until emergency services arrive. By the time I hopped off, the entire area was swarming with paramedics , fire brigade and the guards. I was the last person on that train
Fair. It wasn't intentional on my end, it's just a not uncommon attitude in GB and IE, I suppose. ^^
Maybe that's because he once wronged the wrong person who eventually passed away and now haunts him. ;)
Why, what's the reference I'm missing? ^_^
Ah, lol, did you refer to the Winchester? I guess many people in Ireland act that way, too. That's where it happened. A healthy "oh well..." attitude.
My victims would never again find a matching pair of socks in their homes.
I do tend to have a calming effect on people. Mostly because I can't be bothered by anything beyond my control, so I just think "Eh, fuck it" and proceed as normal.
Commuting home via train. It derailed. I didn't really notice it because I had my headphones on and read a book. It was a slightly bumpy ride, but that sort of stuff happens, right? I only realised something was off when people started smashing in the windees and breaking open the doors, climbing off and running away.
I packed my stuff, hopped outside and looked at the train. Sure enough, it was fully off the tracks.
I've never been in that small town before and had no idea how to get home. So, I did the only reasonable thing I could think of: Finding the nearest local pub, drinking a pint of beer, having a smoke and figure things out from there.
Met a sweet couple about my age over there who were on the same train and lived in that area. We had a lovely chat, a few more pints and then they dropped me off at the bus stop from where I could get back home. We became close friends.
Pretty much any Welle:Erdball concert.