I read this in Grog’s voice and I high key love it. The idea of him describing “surface level themes such as nationalism” is hilarious.

And the title comment is the icing on the cake.

God he was so fucking funny. It was a legit travesty when he let the mask slip and showed us he was actually a huge prick that shouldn’t be supported.

I mean, it’s still a place I’d tell people to go visit. The bars/restaurants are awesome, and the (not so distant) history is sobering. I found the Stasi museum hella interesting/terrifying.

I’d just mentally prep people before-hand for the, ah, “bluntness” 😂

My friend and I just assumed he could tell we were American and didn’t want to serve us. We didn’t stick around to ask. And he didn’t tell us off or to leave or anything, but just more blatantly ignored us.

Like I said, overall still good time. Everyone else was nice and happy enough to chat/serve us (or at least appeared to be lmao)

I’m white af, but, as an American, I didn’t get treated as rudely anywhere else in Germany than Berlin. Still had a great time overall in the city, but, not really in a rush to go back.

My friend and I were standing at a bar mulling over the menu, just kind of murming to one another over what drinks we wanted while we were waiting for the bartender to finish up with his other customers. It wasn’t busy, but he was attending to other people. When he was finally done, he approached us and I said “Hi how are you?” with a smile. He didn’t say a single word to us, just took the menus from in front of us and put them on the back shelf, and then turned away.

So we left. Our money clearly wasn’t good enough there, and we spent it in another bar across the alleyway instead.

This is my answer too! I can never decide if I liked Prague or Brussels more!

Both highly underrated places to visit for Americans imo.

I have a huge crush on Charlie Day as well! I think I’d take him as Dr. Newt Geizsler from Pacific Rim tho. While I am usually like “Daw I love Charlie” in IASIP, there’s something about him wearing winter underwear with socks that’s an immediate turn off. 😂

Yeah, my sister bought me the DVD Boxed set a few years ago for Christmas as I was a HUGE Daria fan growing up. I was a little disappointed that all the late 90s/early aughts music was gone and it was replaces by generic “pop punk” sounding music.

Still one of my comfort shows though, and the only reason I can still say I’m “using DVDs” in 2024 😂

I don’t believe this…still side eyed my husband tho.

Right?!?!?! Ugh, reason number 1860 why I hate living in Texas! Lemme go back East!

That turning on the light in the car at night was illegal because it would cause a glare on the windshield.

I believed this into my mid-20s when my husband corrected me with a fuckton of teasing and incredulity.

Eeeyyyy the one single thing Texas does well! Love me both the Alamo Drafthouse and Flix Brewhouse!

Ugh. Man. What a fucking throwback to 10 years ago.

I feel this so hard. I fucking see you. I’m very much a extrovert. I enjoy going out and doing things with people MUCH more than I do being at home. I get hype when I get to plan something, whether that’s at my house for a D&D session or out and about around town (or even vacations). I’m also a “more the merrier type”, which means everyone is invited and I’ll genuinely talk to you/make sure no one is left out. I just like people.

But after a certain amount of times being stood-up/flaked on in the final hours, I stop with the invites. I stop asking for people’s opinions on if they want to do things with me. I stop planning. And I just kinda disconnect from people.

I’ve had introverted coworkers and associates tell me “I like to be invited, I just don’t always like to go. But I want to be included.”

But bruh, it hurts my feelings too when I get so excited to hang with everyone and you bail regularly. Clearly at some point I have to accept that I’m just not your cup of tea, and you’re prioritizing other things. That’s okay, but it doesn’t mean I have to accept continuously being knocked down by you because of it.

Imma take a stab in the dark and say that you’re your friend groups “planner” friend as well. It’s really fucking frustrating to try and plan something as simple as a dinner that requires reservations, and people are like “Um. Uh. Maybe I’ll come, idk”, up until the last minute. Or even a headcount for food being served at your house.

I do contemplate the merits of having a home phone with the ringer perpetually on silent, and that being the only number I give out to places like Spirit Halloween whereas family/friends get the cell.

Uncle Sam moved me here, unfortunately.

As a Texas (transplant), I hate how fucking correct this statement is.

I had a dude who would dress up like Britney Spears, and he went by “Britney Girl-Dale”. I never interacted with him, but I had friends who did who said he was HELLA nice, but always high. Which lead me to defending him anytime my judgemental parents had anything nasty to say.

Unfortunately, last I heard he had “found Jesus” and went massively fundie/evangelical. 😮‍💨

Honestly, I think this could be true. There’s definitely something to be said about willingly putting yourself in a vulnerable position with someone you feel safe with, for the sole purpose of their pleasure and nothing else. However, there’s definitely a balance. If my husband demanded blow jobs every day or something, I’d probably get the “ick” from him and not want to do it. But since he’s never been the one to be demanding about anything sexual, I do actually love making him feel good like that.

Sometimes I’ll make it hella silly and we’ll be sitting on the couch and I’ll just say something stupid like “GO GET ON THE BED KING, ITS TIME TO GET YOUR DICK SUCKED!” And he’ll roll his eyes and blush but I also see the corner of his mouth quirk into a small smile and I know he’s just like “She’s thinking of me.” And it gives me all the warm fuzzies. I also saw a meme once that said “LEMME STRESS EAT THAT DICK”, and that’s one that I’ve whipped out a time or two that makes him snort. Yeah, I’m goofy, not every time, but sometimes, because we’ve been married for 14 years this year and I just like to see him grin.

That being said, I also fucking love when he wants to take care of my needs out of nowhere too. There’s something amazing about just knowing someone is invested in your pleasure.

Thank you for taking the time to write this out for me! We’ll put your Kasespaetzle instructions to good use in our home! You’re awesome!