I love it when I insult my brother then lead the conversation to a point where I’m the victim to then insult him again with the high ground. He hasn’t yet learned that he should just not engage.(It’s playful banter. Just felt like I should clarify)
I was thinking about the trolly problem lately and i came to a conclusion pretty fast… I’m a selfish bastard so I won’t pull the lever. Only because I would pritoritze myself and avoid getting possibly getting charged with homicide. This is assuming it’s not the family version in wich fuck that other guy I’m pulling the goddamn lever.
Do y’all ever get a sense of disconnection in your body when y’all think about something deep or without a definite explanation. It was a wierd experience. Like I was being pulled out from my own body.