Wissen oder Tod.
Am Ende eines Stricks ...
... ziehend, während ich meine Feinde an dem Schamhaaren einen Fahnenmast hochhieve.
Das würde dir nicht gefallen. Würde als Gastgeschenk ein paar Satzzeichen mitbringen und dir den Umgang damit erklären. Irrsinnig unerotisch, ich weiß. Aber leider notwendig. -.-°
Soviel wie möglich, wenn möglich.
Öfter auch mehr als gesellschaftlich angemessen. (Habe einen teilweise sehr dunklen Humor.)
Lazy fuck that I am, and kind of always was, I can still remember that I didn't want to learn how to tie my shoelaces, and nobody cared to explain it to me in a way that I understood. It was always like, "Look. You take this, do that, and done." They did it way too fast, so no matter how hard I looked, I just couldn't comprehend.
At some point, my feet became too big for children's shoes with velcro, so I had to learn, on my own.
To this day I get questions about how and why I tie my shoes in that peculiar way, if someone watched me. To this day I try to prevent people from watching me.
Ein Schießstand.
Movies.
Mostly because repetition bores and exhausts me really quickly, so I wouldn't want to play the exact same part over and over again, every day for weeks, if not months.
Yet I have great respect for experienced theatrically trained actors. Their performances tend to outshine mere movie actors by far. I'd say it's because they're used to play directly in front of an audience, so they have a better feel for their effect on them.
Kannst du eine frage
Mr. Robot S04E11 runterladen und anschauen. Und genau das passiert auch gerade. #LivingTheDream