quinkin

In my early teens I used to swim at the neighbours as they had a huge rope swing into the creek.

One day as I was leaving at sunset. I saw their young kid (8-9?) fuck up a swing and hit the rocks on his way in. Crunch, splash, nothing.

I stood there next to his parents as the ripples faded and the kid didn't reappear. I waited for them to do something but they laughed and drank more wine. So I ran back down to the creek, dived in and swam down into the large deep dark waterhole. Took me a few tries but I found him about 12 feet down under a rock overhang.

Hauled him up, dragged him up onto the shore, started chest compressions as he wasn't conscious or breathing and he ejected a whole bunch of water, shuddered and started coughing and trying to breathe.

At this point his parents had wandered down with their wine glasses in hand to tell him "you're alright" while the kid cried. So I got up and left.

That was pretty much the end of my faith in humanity.

And the second Breakin'.

True OGs just have salted.

About to hit 500k KMs.

Hallucicoding.

Everyone's hair started levitating. I freaked out and insisted we all leave the mountain top lookout immediately.

Massive bolt hit our prior location about a minute later.

Yep

The Goodies

Monkey Magic

Babylon 5

Trapdoor

I don't know if they have names or what they are but all of those mumble rap songs that are musically uninspired and lyrically unintelligible.

Some brands suck but I'm oat milk in coffee, cereal, everything now.

It only stores 750MB, but it's in a RAID 150000000 array.