when i was about to be born, they half a fking hospital empty because there was a mundial football tournament and it was "reserved", so they literally did that thing to me
"bruh i can see 30 empty rooms on this corridor, im about to give birth right where im standing"
"sorry but those beds are just in case rich and famous ppl need them. all of them. just in case all of them need them at the same time"
"bruh i can see 30 empty rooms on this corridor, im about to give birth right where im standing"
"sorry but those beds are just in case rich and famous ppl need them. all of them. just in case all of them need them at the same time"
so anyway fuck football and fuck my father for still blaming me to this day of "that one football match i missed because you decided to be born just when i finally sat down on the couch" and perfectly recalling what teams played and the final result and even at what precise minute the match started but then being unable to remember how old i was when i walked or talked for the first time or what my first words were. just family things i guess