rocky horror picture show asks what would happen if frankensteinās creature knew its purpose from birth. it also asks āwhat if victor frankenstein did drag and a lot of cocaineā which is a frankly more important question
Americans genuinely cannot comprehend how seriously Europeans take partying. I didnāt comprehend it until I was there, and able to observe how all European infrastructure is built around supporting the public right to cross three national borders to go to an illegal rave in a world war ii ruin while chain-smoking and drinking Club Mate. this sounds like a joke but Iām not kidding Europeans never mention it because to them itās normal, Americans never mention it because we canāt conceive of a world where bars donāt bodily throw you out the front doors at 1:45am to drive home drunk (the busses stopped running at 10pm and there are no trains) because if they donāt they will be fined millions of dollars by the city and raided by police for violating the municipal Gay in Public ordinance which persists on the books of the āmost progressive city in the countryā
you do in fact have to fight for your right to party
today was single handedly the best day of my life. i caught a cop stealing from the store i work at
literally watched him slide a candy bar into his sleeve and i literally felt like i was on top of the world. i felt like i could throw a car over my head. he walked around the store for a bit after that looking to see if we have any locally made pickles and then when he couldnt find any he was about to leave and im like ^__^ have a good night, are you going to pay for the candy bar you stole :3? and then i got to watch a grown ass pig shyly walk up to the counter to pay kinda just awkwardly laughing about it and was like āwhoops forgot about it hahaā¦.ā and then left without another word. this opportunity will never happen ever again. being able to tell a cop that he needs to pay for a candy bar he attempted to steal makes me feel incredibly powerful
