My wife "Sean go have fun in Florida"
Meanwhile she's getting brunch having a white girl day in Vegas
Babe I'm fucking married, I don't have fun anymore. Im going to sit in my hotel room, look at guns and wait to go to work tomorrow. The time of fun is behind me
The World Cup has turned America into a discovery channel for the rest of the world.
And they are not handling it well.
In the best possible way.
Here is what they are discovering:
Free public restrooms. Europeans pay every time.
Free water at every restaurant. Just appears.
Free refills. Coffee. Sodas. Iced tea. Unlimited.
Free chips and salsa before you even order.
Free warm bread with dinner.
Ice in drinks like civilized people.
Air conditioning everywhere. Not a moral debate. A fact.
Parking lots attached to the actual place you are going.
Drive throughs where the food comes to the car while you sit in it.
Ranch dressing by the gallon.
Tex-Mex that cannot be explained only experienced.
Dental care that actually works.
Buccee’s. There are no words for Buccee’s.
Then they found the grocery stores.
Five of them within one mile.
Each one the size of an aircraft hangar.
Burgers. Steaks. Brisket. Ribs. Pulled pork. Lamb. Veal. Every cut of every animal ever domesticated by human civilization available in one refrigerated aisle at ten in the morning on a Tuesday.
The Germans stood in the meat section for forty five minutes.
In silence.
Processing.
They finally understand why we do not have trains.
We have roads wide enough for the cars we actually drive.
Parking lots the size of small European countries.
Airports in every city worth visiting.
Why would we need trains.
The Germans are taking ranch home by the bottle.
The Dutch found queso and briefly lost the ability to speak.
The Japanese are photographing HEB like it is the Louvre.
The Czechs are weeping in West, Texas.
Welcome to America.
Everything is free, enormous, air conditioned, comes with chips, and has five grocery stores within a mile that will sell you any cut of any animal you have ever imagined.
Write that down. 🦋
It is November 19 2019, I am waiting on GTA 6.
It is November 19 2020, I am waiting on GTA 6.
It is November 19 2022, I am waiting on GTA 6.
It is November 19 2024, I am waiting on GTA 6.
It is November 19 2026
We cannot understand the true nature of the Universe, unless we question deeply.
I want to know what is real, even if the answer is total obliteration of my consciousness.
@kirawontmiss You can’t die and be ‘brought back to life’ it’s irrefutably impossible to die and come back from death. Clearly his heart was brought back to rhythm