The other day my brother and I were talking about some science experiment we were doing as kids, how we had a lot of fun until our dad barged into the room and got mad at us for messing with that stuff. We were laughing about it and were like yeah our dad is such an asshole. Then my brother went like: “Yeah do you remember what happened next?”. I was like: “No I don’t remember, I remember him being angry and shouting but not much else.” This was a typical Tuesday for us back in the day, so I didn’t think there was more to remember. My brother said: “Yeah he beat you up so bad you went unconscious for over a minute. I was scared he had beat you to death. Our dad turned white and stormed out of the room as soon as your eyes opened again.” We both laughed and were like “Damn that’s fucked up”.
I was, because I was browsing on desktop, and not wanting to save the shit on my computer - that’s what the phone is for. I also didn’t want to have to find the FB posts again because their search function is about as intelligent as a slack jawed koala.