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When youve had enough of the "peace and love"™ and start losing your shit:
“Lordy Lordy Picca Benicoff” I chant. “ Ah, nothing’s gonna happen. Ringo Starr? He’s just an urban legend! ” I say.
“Peace and love.” I say in front of a mirror. I look around. No one’s there.
“Peace and love, peace and love, peace and love, lordy lordy picca benicoff, peace and love! ’ I chant repeatedly into a mirror…
I turn around and i see what seems to be like… smoke with emojis.
Once the smoke (and the emojis) cleared the air, someone appeared to come out of it… It was Ringo Starr.
Where did my Ringo?
Okay
but in my grade 11 religion class everyone in that class thought that Martin Luther (the man who started the Protestant Reformation) was the BIOLOGICAL FATHER of Martin Luther King Jr.
It just blows my mind how actually fucking stupid my entire grade 11 class is. When i heard that I felt all my nerves in my body was ripped out, like it genuinely fucking skskskksksks me that they though thy were related/the same person (made me wanna die I hate my generation).
One is from the 1500s and one is from the 1960s. HOW CAN THEY BE RELATED OR THE SAME PERSON IM SCREECHING TO THE ABYSS (I’m in distress, send fucking help).
My friend who sat beside me was the only one (other than I) who knew this apperently and he even enlightened us with how MLK Jr. got his name ‘Martin Luther’. (Inspiration basically; King was moved by Luthur’s movement during the Protestant Reformation and changed his name with his father to ‘Martin Luther’ and King was already their original last name. So, you can out two and two together.) The two of us basically gave a short history lesson on the two people and I wanted to die the whole way through. Even my teacher was contemplating to fucking quit at that point (her face was just the epitome of nervous laughter followed by ‘what the fuck?’ everytime).
I just am kskskskskkskskslskksksksksks right now i can’t. My entire body is screeching. They also didn’t know who Malcom X was as well, so consider me fucking yeeting myself out the third floor window of my school.