“I wish I could go back a thousand years to when things were better.” – catastrophically stupid fuck having no idea how remarkably unfuckingpleasant a millennium ago would be like for their peasant ass.
Pissing on the packed dirt floor, bringing the pigs in the single-room house in the winter so they don’t freeze… just people living in the moment, not a cell phone in sight 😊
“Oh. Oh dear. That’s a compound fracture. Oh goodness me. Better let your family know you’re not long for this coil. We’ll ease your suffering with what little we have, if we can spare it. Damn shame, that.”
“I wish I could go back a thousand years to when things were better.” – catastrophically stupid fuck having no idea how remarkably unfuckingpleasant a millennium ago would be like for their peasant ass.
Pissing on the packed dirt floor, bringing the pigs in the single-room house in the winter so they don’t freeze… just people living in the moment, not a cell phone in sight 😊
“Oh. Oh dear. That’s a compound fracture. Oh goodness me. Better let your family know you’re not long for this coil. We’ll ease your suffering with what little we have, if we can spare it. Damn shame, that.”
Even if you were the king your quality of life would take a massive drop.
But you could lord it (literally) over the peasants! Isn’t that part of one’s quality of life??