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- Joined
- Sep 4, 2019
I first began to harbour my suspicions that May was abnormally dumb when she and her husband descended on the motel where Chris Chan had gone to ground, in time to witness him being led away by officers of the law. Ralph began to bellow half-witted suggestions up at the balcony and these lazy utterances were duly parroted by his fiancé. I think May's only original contribution was to advise Chris to go to church. When you watch her mannerisms and listen to her speech patterns in other parts of the video, much of it seems detached from independent thought, as if it is just learned behaviour that she gleaned from watching and then mindlessly imitating others. I would go so far as to speculate that May that is only partially sentient.
I have a prejudiced perception of Serbia as a nation where a high percentage of the population still gets around on horse and cart. When @Null claims that he will go to Subway, I imagine a brutalist delicatessen with a filthy strip curtain screening off a door behind the counter, and Cossack folk music blaring from an ancient radio. The only sandwich fillings are permutations of pickled vegetables in large jars, filled with murky brine, that crowd one corner of the otherwise desolate shelves. The only meat is shiny, bright pink and wafer thin. It is cured in abandoned salt mines and is of indeterminate origin. The only beverage is lukewarm tea, served from an enormous brass samovar that dates to the Crimean War. I am sorry if anyone from Serbia is offended by my accurate portrayal of their home nation.
I have a prejudiced perception of Serbia as a nation where a high percentage of the population still gets around on horse and cart. When @Null claims that he will go to Subway, I imagine a brutalist delicatessen with a filthy strip curtain screening off a door behind the counter, and Cossack folk music blaring from an ancient radio. The only sandwich fillings are permutations of pickled vegetables in large jars, filled with murky brine, that crowd one corner of the otherwise desolate shelves. The only meat is shiny, bright pink and wafer thin. It is cured in abandoned salt mines and is of indeterminate origin. The only beverage is lukewarm tea, served from an enormous brass samovar that dates to the Crimean War. I am sorry if anyone from Serbia is offended by my accurate portrayal of their home nation.