Neo-nazis kicked down my front door when I was around 19-20.
The underage sister of a friend was being trafficked by them and managed to escape. They came looking. Lucky for us, they showed up expecting, at most, a couple emo kids, but we just happened have a few guys over that were training for mma that night, which means they got the ever-living-fuck beat out of them and never came looking again. One of the mma guys punched a tooth out of one of their heads, got it gold plated and keeps it on a necklace now lol
Is the sister ok???
She hasn’t gotten caught up with any nazis since then afaik, but “ok” isn’t how I’d put it, unfortunately. I’d rather not get more specific than that. Sorry.
understood.
How every Neo-Nazi should be handled.
That kid that kept the gold tooth on a necklace was me.
I’m pretty sure that person was Albert Einstein!
It was actually the late Errol Flynn, but, surprisingly enough, kooky old Al was also around and down to clown on that particular night.
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Was driving down the road with my wife and came to a stop light. We both witnessed a lone potato rolling down the street through the intersection at a pretty good clip. We both looked at each other, making sure we were seeing what we were seeing and busted out laughing.
I have absolutely no clue where it came from, and to this day remains one of the most random things I’ve seen and NOONE ever believes me when I mention it.
The fact that you stopped first makes it hilarious, i think. The thought of it made me laugh out loud.
Pulling up to a stoplight and then seeing a potato when and where you’d expect traffic is way funnier than just seeing a potato unexpectedly.
Where it came from? Isn’t a better question who is it going to see and how did it learn traffic patterns?
My mother regularly beat me, yelled at me and told me she wished I’d been aborted. Noone believed me because to outsiders she was the perfect housewive, always smiling, always friendly and happy. My friends and teachers only told me how lucky I was to have such a nice and caring mother and that I shouldn’t tell lies about her.
Luckily, my husband believes me but he’s never met her since I went no contact years ago. But while I was still living with my parents noone ever believed me.
Lol my mom told me she regretted giving birth to me because I expressed suicidal thoughts.
I came from a “communist” country where there was a strict birth control policy because of thr fears of overpopulation, I was the second child my mother illegally gave birth to. So she said because she broke the law to have me and had to pay huge fines, that I owe her or something. And even my grandmother said I owe my mom for risking legal punishment to give birth to me. And that suicide is cowardly and disrespectful/ungrateful for her “sacrifices” and if she had known about my thoughts, she wouldn’t have “wasted so much resources” on me.
Bro, I really wanna be that type of dipshit kid and say: “well if you have me so much, then maybe the party should’ve forcibly sterilized you before you gave birth to me”, but I just ended up crying and have an existential crisis, my birth wasn’t even supposed to happen, the fucking government literally hated my existence anyways, rejected my existence, I’m just another anomaly, born only out of sheer luck, the card were never really stacked in my favor to begin with. I think all the bad luck I’m getting might be just nature trying to course correct, to get rid of me, the anamaly.
That was a terrible thing for your mother to say, never mind even think. You’re not an anomaly, and you don’t deserve to feel that way.
I hope things get better for you.
Oh she didn’t literally say that, its just my internal monologue. Sorry for being confusing, I’m kinda just rambling.
But like I literally am an anomoly, as in the legal sense. Having two sons is not really “normal” in China, at least prior 2015, so like, I’m pretty sure people would find it weird if they knew I was the second son. Give how much “patriotic education” kids get, if I had stayed there any longer, kids would be like: “Wait you have an older brother? So you are an illegal child? Unpatriotic!” (at least this is how I imagined it would go, luckily I didn’t have to find out, since we left the country when I was young)
And its more about the legal identity thing that makes me feel this way. They literally just straight up refuse to issue IDs or allow me to be registered in the Hukou, for a “crime” (a purely political crime btw) that my parents did, like wtf did I do? I didn’t even ask to be born, they’re just gonna try to punish me for… existing without their approval. So my mother is like: “If we hadn’t paid the fine, you would not have those legal documents, so we can’t prove to the US Immigration officials of your identity, so you’d be left behind” Okay she didn’t literally say it, but its implied when she said something along the lines of (paraphrased) “Remember how I paid a huge fine because I gave birth to you?”
The US is a raging shit heap at the moment, but it’s normal to have multiple sons here. Even if it wasn’t the norm though, or even against the law (which is so bizarre to me), you have every right to exist. You don’t owe anyone anything for being born, and you do not need anyone’s approval to exist.
I mean yes I know I shouldn’t be seeking external approval for my existence.
But like its just a weird psychological phenomenon amonst people who were, in some ways, “rejected”, like people whose bio-parents got drunk and had sex, and never intending to reproduce so their birth was merely an accident, or kids born as a result of sexual assult, or children of extramarital affairs, or their bio-parents birth control methods (e.g. condoms) failed etc… I mean like… you know what I mean?
When you are one of these “rejected” people and you learn of your true origins, it feels depressing, and it causes existential crisis.
I don’t know if its possible to just bury this info from my brain, like… its always just gonna be sitting there in the back of your mind, making you question your entire existence.
I know it seems very small problem, but inside my mind, it’s an entire psychological battlefield. I’m pretty sure its a similar psychological phenomeon for people who were born to birth control failure, or people born as result of [SA].
I think I know what you mean. A lot of us were “accidents” lol, probably more than you realize. You aren’t alone. How you came into the world doesn’t matter, it doesn’t define you. All that matters is that you’re here now, and your life is your own to make something of. You matter.
Also, there’s nothing wrong with questioning these things that bother you, and trying to work through them. It’s good to process them and come to terms with them if you can. It’s okay to ask for help if you need it, too. But please be kind to yourself, as well.
The universe is an anomaly. It’s a miracle life is even possible at all.
Yay, we are all a bunch of SCPs 👀
Edit: Okay, oddly enough that feels better when I think of it this way. We are all anomolies! 😁
People can be idiots and not realize that social behavior can be a mask. Always smiling, well, thats hiding and acting.
I’m in pretty much the same boat. I went here to type pretty much all these words.
Do you think your leaving has made some people wonder that there might be something to it?
I don’t know. She’s been painting me as the bad, unruly child that has something wrong with her since kindergarden, so I guess it would be easy for her to make it sound like I just lost my mind and shes the victim. Those who believed her will keep believing her.
Yeah, that’s bad. Good that you were able to make it out of that situation at least.
Oh boy! I got one of those too. My condolences to you. I know how exasperating it is to have to endure all those “I wish I had your mom. You are sooo Lucky she’s your mom” comments while dying inside. And yeah, smear campains are their thing when they are no longer in control of you, so they control the narrative. I lost all my maternal side of the family brcause of this, it hurt like a mofo but it worked out for the better for me and my husband and kid♥️ Right now on the road to no contact after years and years of grayrocking. Safe first✨️
I almost ran over a moose with a ship
I know someone who did. The police did NOT believe them. But eventually they where convinced to show up at the road close to the lake, as they didn’t actually have a code for “hitting wild life with boat”.
I woke up one morning and found a skinned moose in my yard.
RFK Jr. dumped it there
And thus the cycle has been completed
OMG!
Much better than waking up naked next to it. Not that I’d know what that’s like. Nope.
I once waited in line at a costume shop while two guys argued about whether getting hit by a ship voided the “no fault” deposit warranty on a moose costume.
I was the victim of a drive-by ketchupping.
I had someone do a driveby breadding.
Walking down the street and some wanker throws a loaf of bread at me from his car as he drive past. The whole loaf, plastic bag an all.
I saw a guy dressed as a moose carrying another guy who looked stoned get almost run over by a ship.
Dropping acid at the furry convention…
Went to an orgy and didn’t have sex with anyone, on purpose. I did, however, play naked baby oil handcuff twister. Which was hilarious and painful.
The internet never fails to make me feel vanilla AF.
I always like to play “Whorer Hoedown” on Halloween.
it’s a game where I watch the adults walking down my street on Halloween and see if I can guess which ones are going to the swinger orgies before they get there.
I’m pretty good tbh.
I don’t see how that’s hard to believe.
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I’ve had 7 car-deer collisions.
Deer hate you and are trying to kill you.
Deer are just rats with plenty of room to grow.
Santa?
I believe that. Around here everybody’s hit at least one.
I once exploded one. I was going pretty fast down a hill and the poor bastard stepped right out in front of my 1984 Grand Marquis.
When I say exploded, I mean EXPLODED. I had to hit the windshield wipers because all I could see was blood and grass.
He only knocked a chunk out of my plastic grill, and I only saw a few chunks of him at the location of impact.
When I was 10, I went on a trip to Venezuela. At this restaurant in Caracas, I went into the bathroom. It was a single person bathroom. For some reason the door had slide locks on both sides. While I was in there, some kid locked the door from the outside (I could see through a narrow gap). It was a real door, not a stall door. I couldn’t unlock it. I started panicking a little and kicking the door. Eventually a waiter let me out.
I’m still confused about why that door could be locked on the outside.
I heard about a Chinese Tourist couple going to somewhete in Southeast Asia (I think I was like Cambodia or Thailand, can’t quite remember), and in a restaurant the woman went to the bathroom while the husband (or boyfriend? forgot the details) waited, then a long time came by and he went to check and she wasn’t there, and there was another door in the bathroom, like a door within the bathroom that leads to a backdoor out of the restaurant or something, basically, someone entered through the other door (which doesn’t go through the main restaurant) and just kidnapped her. Local law enforcement couldn’t find her, and their embassy couldn’t do much.
She was found at a circus in I think the same country like 2 or 3 year later, very close to the restaurant they were at, and she no longer recognizes her husband, or any relatives for that matter, like she got brainwashed / memory lost or something.
That story was creepy as hell, no idea if it was true or some heresay shit. But I’m not surprised, tourists get kidnapped all the time.
Edit: Also, because of this story, my mom got afraid of certain bathrooms lol. Like we went to some national/state park in the US, and there are public bathrooms, and my mom (she told me the aforementioned story btw) saw some other door inside the bathroom (I think its for maintaince workers where they store cleaning tools something) and she got scared and was deciding if we should go somewhere else for bathroom, but ultimate decided to just use the bathroom and left the door unlocked while my dad waited outside. Nothing happened. But while we were leaving, some dude walked by and she got scared lol.
That sounds like a racist story made up to stoke fear.
I like your story, but what part of it nobody believe ?
I got a moose one hunting season and decided to butcher it myself. Finished skinning the thing (took hours) and it just disappeared, no clue where it ended up.
Lol wtf? The skin walker totally fucking played you, bro.
I’m not sure who believes and who doesn’t, but I’ve been in more than 30 car collisions. I’m not sure exactly how many because I’ve lost track.
One was an offset head-on collision. I think the other driver fell asleep. He claimed I came into his lane and hit him, but the impact shattered the windshield washer fluid in my car, and destroyed the front-right tire. The impact left a puddle of fluid in the middle of my lane, and the rim of the front right wheel left grooves in the street leading from where my car stopped back to the point of impact.
I was sideswiped three times. All three were hit and runs. One of them was caught on my dash cam and I got my deductible back. The other two got away.
All the rest were rear-end collisions. It happened so many times that I started to think I must be doing something wrong, but I couldn’t figure out what. Around that time I happened to look in the rear view mirror just before the impact to see the driver looking down at something on the passenger seat beside him.
Since then, I’ve understandably become very aware of what the drivers behind me are doing.
The last two times:
In late 2021 I was approaching an intersection and had a green light, but on the other side of the intersection was a school bus letting out kids. I stopped, and the jeep behind me hit me at full speed. My truck was totaled. I was knocked very briefly unconscious, but I was able to control the truck as I was pushed through the intersection and stopped.
Ironically, I had been thinking about trading in my truck for a new model. That day, on the drive home before the collision, I decided I wanted to keep it.
At the time, getting a replacement took months. I was getting to and from work driving the Civic that we bought for the kids to use. Two months after the truck was totaled I was in slow, stop-and-go traffic. Every time I had to stop, the car behind me would pull all the way up to within inches of my bumper. I wanted to scream at him. Of course, the person behind him hit him, and pushed him into me.
Luckily, that time it was slow, low speed impact. Easy damage to fix.
For the love of all that’s holy, follow at a safe distance! Three seconds minimum between you and the car in front of you. And when you stop, stop far enough back to see where the tires on the car in front of you touch the street.
If you want to slipstream (aka, drafting), become a race car driver.
Whenever you see a driver following too closely or driving erratically try to get away from them, change lanes, let them pass, whatever. Also try not to drive next to other cars. Stagger positions so if they have to serve into your lane they won’t hit you. Last tip is don’t drive in people’s blind spot when they are in the next lane. Pull ahead of them or let them get in front of you
I learned in New Jersey: driver following too close? Foot off the gas. You do not put it back on until they have angrily passed you and sped off into the night.
30? Insurance must be a nightmare
I haven’t had my rates increase noticeably for any of the accidents.
I had the same thought…
I’ve totaled 3 cars in the last 5 years (one deer on a blind curve on a county highway, 2 from hail) and the only change is this year they raised my deductible by $500…which given my only claims have been total losses I’m not sure how that really lowers their risk but I’ll take it
When I was around 6-7 years old (I am now 68) I was given money to get something at the store by my parents. All I remember is I no longer had the money when I got home . I did not spend the money. Have no idea what happened. Was razzed about it for years. They said I spent it on candy.
Must’ve been the wind
Had a similar thing happen to me, but I believe my dumb ass just lost it
6-7 years old
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Dammit.
Back in my day we had to make do with only shfifty five!
Was buying Pokemon cards 14 or so years ago. Was trying to buy a specific booster pack, but for some resaon I felt “dissociated” while my hand grabbed a totally different pack. I was so confused as to why I didn’t pick the booster I initially wanted… When I opened the pack outside the shop, I was surprised to see there was actually a super rare Lvl X holo card inside…
