This evening I have spent it, like most evening's, sat socialising with the lads I live with. Sounds innocent and pleasant. The "Unfortunately" comes in when the discussions and opinions raised in conversation come to light. Today when posed with the question "How do you want to go out (die)?". The following answers were given...
"Fighting off Polar bears for a Pepperami", "Taken out by police because I have raped multiple women" and "With the world in ruins and all my enemies dead, I kill myself with a sword" (that one was mine). This along with one of them doing a dutch oven on himself, is an all too regular and casual part of life here. They say you are a product of you're environment, and the argument between nature over nurture is ever present. God help me.
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