The 2016 (fake) Thanksgiving WDT

I'm having a hard time not thinking of this:



I'm imagining scenes of Audrey and Mr. Nazi laughing and eating dinner at his place......with a swastika tablecloth on his dining room table.

Or doing kinky roleplay......in SS/Gestapo gear.

"Okay I'm Reinhard Heydrich and you're a Jewish woman escaping"
"I *AM* a Jewish Woman"
"That's the spirit!"

The "I need to know everything" gears in my head are turning at light speed now. What exactly was the determination that made you finally realize? That seems like a rather extreme viewpoint/lifestyle that would be very difficult to keep under wraps.

 

I met him at a bar at night in winter and didn't see that he was covered in Nazi tattoos until the light of day the next morning when I happily opened my eyes and what was on the arms around me came into focus.

 

I've been trying to load the dishwasher for like half an hour now. Apparently bringing the iPad into the kitchen, turning on Gilmore Girls, and pouring a glass of wine is not the most efficient way to do the dishes. Who knew.

 

There's a Boys from Brazil-esque porn parody somewhere in here for sure.

 

If only.

 

People are so weird. I'm trying to imagine the mindset of being a nazi and then getting upset because a Jewish girl didn't stick it out to 'see where it goes.' "Sure, I'm into the whole genocide thing, but that one was HOT."

One of my roommates in my second semester of college was a neo-nazi. There were four of us and no, I didn't know until after I moved in. He didn't have tattoos or anything. The guy was scared of everyone. We got into it with a truck of dipshits driving by and shouting stuff. We shouted back and then they pulled over, and it turned into one of those retarded zinger contests. Neo nazi grabs my arm, is literally shaking and whispers in my ear "Do you think they're actually going to fight us?"

The highlight was when one of his high school friends (really cute chick) got invited to a party by some random she met in the grocery store of all places. He told her to call if anything happens and sat by the phone all night. This is the guy who was shaking in the last confrontation I saw. He didn't get a phone call that night and the girl was probably fucking the guy she just met while he was sitting by the phone fantasizing about being a hero.

One of the most incredible examples of poetic justice I've ever seen.

 

Husband brought home a t-shirt for me. For such an awesome band their shirts are kinda blah. Someone needs to donate some designs. I meannnnn I'm still gonna wear it, but shit. This is the best we could do?

 

That's a store shirt. Lots of simple graphic band tees like that back in the day. Concerts shirts are the shiznit and look better but that isn't exactly a band that toured much. Or is it a tour shirt? Is the schedule on the back?

There were some decent 90's supergroups as well. Remember Mad Season? Coincidentally, "Tapeoworm" was an almost Supergroup back then consisting of Trent Teznor and Maybard James Keenan.

 

Or does it say, "Hey, 1990 called and wants it's shirt back."? omg, are people going to start wearing flannel shirts with shorts and boots again?

 

Dude, people are wearing flannel shirts EVERYWHERE right now. Doc marten needs a comeback, however.

Of course being the 90's you didn't WEAR a flannel shirt like a fag, you tied it around your waist. For whatevs.

 

Yes, understood. I have and wear flannel shirts. I'm not talking about the Land's End catalog. I was in college in the late 80s and early 90s and every dude thought they were Eddie Vedder.


Oops, I posted that before I realized it may be too arousing for TX.

 

I'm sure this comes as a surprise to absolutely no one: I am wearing a flannel shirt right now.

When you grow up around loggers it just becomes a normal part of your wardrobe.

 

Ok, SO not arousing for me.


But maybe for my husband.