Way to make fun of my PTSD, man. Not cool.Hahaha War Angel, you crazy
(Actually, it is cool. What's the point of having something awful in your life\history, if you can't laugh 'bout it? Next up, the Lolocaust!)
Well, at least one British thing stuck up with them, even if they did butcher the language - the good ol' English etiquette! Running a bit late on your latest act of terrorism? Not quite ready to see guts flying about? Give us a shout, why don't you.Suicide bombing wasn't IRA MO and they did tend to shout or call in warnings before a bombing
Just recalled another unpleasant occurrence when I was a young teen, 14 or so; a man killed his family (stabbed his wife and children and torched the flat), a family which I happened to be related to, knew the mother and children (sweet and quiet, they were, attended my Bar Mitzvah). Another startling thing, is that they happened to live very close to my dad, so I got to see the scorched place.
I don't particularly recall that as very traumatic, as I think I've pretty much lost my ability to sustain mental except in extreme cases, but that incident did strike me as a bit... unpleasant.