I don’t think so since they are divorced and retired.

I’m the person responsible for my surname becoming extinct worldwide. It was a very rare one and I was the only one left being able to pass it on. Too bad I changed my surname when I got married, plus I’m queer. Double kill for that legacy. The last few people on this planet with my previous surname will be the last ones.

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This meme is solid gold. Thank you. :D

That’s the spirit.

So far I can’t complain. :)

I am reading the 6th Hitchhiker’s book (sadly by a different author than Douglas Adams).

Autumn and Winter. :)

Justice, no contest. Watch the full ‘Iris - A space opera’ live concert on YouTube and you’ll understand why.

Can confirm, used to live in D15 and D3 for ages.

I just got up at 5:30 am and misread it as Postal 2 - I was so confused for a few seconds. ;D

Jaysus Christ and all his carpenter friends… Would’ve loved to see the look on her face after the manager got involved. :D

Error 404; does not compute. Care to share that bonkers story with us?

I am totally not Spez.

Close, 38. :D

So, in Ireland, you need to go to a so called Off License to purchase alcohol or ciggies (the latter you can purchase at a newsagent as well). Went to my local grocery shop which had its own Off License to buy some tobacco. New guy working there, apparently from Poland. He asked me for my ID. I gave him my ID from another EU country which is basically the size of a credit card. He would absolutely not believe me that this was my official ID - even though as far as I know, the Polish IDs are the same format. He insisted I’d have to provide him with a drivers license (which I never had in the first place) or to show him my passport (which I didn’t own either since you don’t need one travelling from one EU country to another). This went back and forth for about ten minutes until I asked to speak to the manager for the first time ever in my life. Manager popped by and I explained what was going on. The manager checked my ID card and told the new guy: ‘Of course that’s an official ID, you gobshite…’. It made me chuckle and off I went with my tobacco.

Oh my gosh, that is so messed up, did not know that. But yeah, thinking about it now, it makes a lot of sense.

I can’t undo what happened, I’ve seen such shite before, but I was walking my teeny tiny dog and when I saw what was inevitably happening, I took my dog on my arms and turned around 180 degrees. Yeah, it was horrible what happened, I was close to the person getting hit, but not close enough. Even if I ran, not a snowball’s chance in hell. Sometimes you can’t do anything.

But yeah, I am okay. I’ve seen shite like that before, jumpers. My dog is sleeping on my chest now and didn’t see / notice any of it.

EDIT: Also, thank you for being concerned, but I’m okay. :) Do not worry about me.

My first job after school and job training was being a paramedic. I was never mad at suicidal people or folks OD’ing. They are in a shit situation in life. But easily avoidable deaths? Jaysus Christ on a bike and all his carpenter friends… Train surfing morons (electricity fueled power lines and low hanging traffic signs!!!). People trying to walk through closed train barriers and getting hit. Car drivers speeding. People looking at their phones while crossing the street. There’s a reason why I quit that job after 2 years. Oh dear lord am I mad at those gobshites just thinking back.

EDIT: Maybe because I’m mad as hell right now again: I live in a tiny village, so people would assume there’s not much going on there, but we have two major train lines running through it. The tounge in cheeck joke here is: “The train barriers are always closed”. Yes, many times enough, you need to wait patiently in front of them before you can walk again, drive you car again, ride your bike again. A 19 year old girl was thinking otherwise just yesterday and got mown over by a train. While I was standing there.

What did I do? Calling the firefighters, knowing that’s a lost cause and they will have to spray that fucking 30 meters of blood away with their hoses. Also calling the firefighters here, they are deeply connected with paramedics - not that anyone needed them at that time anymore, but they have emergency psychologists on speed dial as well - for example for the train driver and any bystanders. Blergh. Fucking idiots… Ruining everyone’s day. I didn’t notify the cops around here because they are usually the first responders here at a very busy double highway with people speeding. I didn’t want to fuck up their day as well. Eventually they turned up as well, but only after there was some cleaning and they just interviewed witnesses for the report.

:(

EDIT 2: Before you ask: I arrived just a minute too late to pull her away from getting too close to the tracks. :/

My favourite breakfast place in Belfast.