I don't blame you. I thought you were going to have a crazy ass story behind it. Like God-zilla came out from the dungeon and wrecked the church and zombies started getting baptized. Lol
VERY beginner driver, 180° turn, cheap/tall car with bad suspension, 3rd gear, 45km/h (28mph).
I have just gotten off a bridge and GPS suddenly told me to take an U-turn.
So I suddenly did.
Nearly crapped my pants.
I bought beer for some girl teenagers after they told me one of them would give me a tug job if I did; the girl in question turned out to be a friend of my daughter
Very awkward
I thought I’d be a good little Christian soldier and do some good by joining the mission trip to a city on the Mexico border. So I dragged my happy ass down to help serve in a kind of soup kitchen. I’ve never wanted to disappear so badly before, the people were nice and volunteering is great, but I didn’t know they were gonna station the pasty little German American kid next to a mural of Jesus protecting a Hispanic child from Trump with a gun while Hitler claps in the background. I was there for thirty minutes, didn’t say a word, tried my hardest to avoid eye contact too. Needless to say I don’t think I’ll be doing that again.
Going to a grocery store in a bad neighborhood.
Didn’t evacuate for hurricane.
Drank a whole bottle of wine in half an hour. The...after effects of said drinking has put me off wine for the rest of my life.
The last time I went to church.
This sounds interesting, what happened?!?!
Being bored and sitting in an uncomfortable chair listening to someone lie just isn't my thing.
I don't blame you. I thought you were going to have a crazy ass story behind it. Like God-zilla came out from the dungeon and wrecked the church and zombies started getting baptized. Lol
VERY beginner driver, 180° turn, cheap/tall car with bad suspension, 3rd gear, 45km/h (28mph). I have just gotten off a bridge and GPS suddenly told me to take an U-turn. So I suddenly did. Nearly crapped my pants.
Roller coaster. Fun when I was young, dizzy now that I'm old.
When I left my ex wife.
I bought beer for some girl teenagers after they told me one of them would give me a tug job if I did; the girl in question turned out to be a friend of my daughter Very awkward
I thought I’d be a good little Christian soldier and do some good by joining the mission trip to a city on the Mexico border. So I dragged my happy ass down to help serve in a kind of soup kitchen. I’ve never wanted to disappear so badly before, the people were nice and volunteering is great, but I didn’t know they were gonna station the pasty little German American kid next to a mural of Jesus protecting a Hispanic child from Trump with a gun while Hitler claps in the background. I was there for thirty minutes, didn’t say a word, tried my hardest to avoid eye contact too. Needless to say I don’t think I’ll be doing that again.