My favorite flavor of complete insanity are the rural grandmothers who post on Facebook that they regularly feed and communicate with groups of bigfoot. Giving each names, their favorite foods, etc. Bigfoot is real but I don't buy Darlene in NW Pennsylvania has been feeding them
Presumably they're nice, normal ish older people but you have to imagine this level of delusion has to be unimaginable. A private life of pure insanity
Something about guys like Action Bronson and Paul Wall is sublime. Like jazzy turbo white wigger might be top 10 white archetypes of the modern era. Slightly above morphine addicted performative litbro and slightly below schizophrenic white Muslim
The creek behind your neighborhood looks largely the same as it did thousands of years ago. You can pick up rocks that have been sitting inert for a millenia. The Semotilus in that pool is the same genetic lineage as the Semotilus which was sharing it with a smilodon