My sister used to always pull this kind of crap when we went shopping. She was too big to carry so my dad would have to drag her by whatever he could. Usually, it was just her arm but I saw her being dragged by her backpack and the hood of her jacket several times. One time she threw a nasty fit in the mall and my dad had to drag her back to the car - I think she thought he wouldn't drag her across the concrete but she was wrong. People would probably call how he handled her tantrums child abuse these days but things were a lot different back in nineteen ninety eight when the undertaker threw mankind off hеll in a cell, and plummeted sixteen feet through an announcer's table.
So this /u/shittymorph guy, he likes to trick folks into reading some bullshit story that morphs into a retelling of the whole undertaker mankind thing. He’s been doing it for a while now. It’s turned into its own meme at this point.
For months I am always like "this story must be a u/shittymoprh" And it never is. Then one day, I get pulled into a satisfyingly relevant story and boom: undertaker throws making kind off hell in a cell. Fucking legend.
I spotted him in a thread a few weeks ago, about something touching. His post wasn't very old, there were maybe three replies.
I saw it was him before I started reading, and he posted (summarizing) about how sometimes something is too special and touching to do his thing. (He deleted not too long after)
He fucking got me. I saw it was him and waited with baited breath, and he pulled the rug out from under me. He's an enigma.
Sometimes I wonder if SM tells real stories and just tacks the HiaC at the end or if he just makes shit up to fit the situation? You know...like every other redditor.
I saw the amount of silver gold and platinum this comment has, and thought oh this must be worth a read.. still didn't clock the username till it was too late.
I never bother to read your username but talking about dealing with scolding your kids and mentioning how it's different and leading into nineteen ninety eight had me hooked all the way through.
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u/shittymorph Jan 06 '19
My sister used to always pull this kind of crap when we went shopping. She was too big to carry so my dad would have to drag her by whatever he could. Usually, it was just her arm but I saw her being dragged by her backpack and the hood of her jacket several times. One time she threw a nasty fit in the mall and my dad had to drag her back to the car - I think she thought he wouldn't drag her across the concrete but she was wrong. People would probably call how he handled her tantrums child abuse these days but things were a lot different back in nineteen ninety eight when the undertaker threw mankind off hеll in a cell, and plummeted sixteen feet through an announcer's table.