so i saw this post going around and i had to share this with you guys because the story is even better.
so the austrians were setting up camp to defend a city from the turks. they sent out a group to scout for the presence of turks, but they couldn’t find any. but a group of gypsies offered them alcohol and they bought it from them and drank it. a few hours later a different group of austrians saw them drinking and demanded alcohol too. the scouts wouldn’t give it to them and they got into an argument until one of the soldiers fired a shot.
then all hell broke loose and they all started fighting each other until someone (falsely) started shouting “turks! turks!”. most of both groups ran away thinking the turks’s army were about to attack. it was made worse when the austrian officers started shouting “halt! halt!”, but as most of the soldiers couldn’t understand german, they thought they were shouting “allah! allah!”.
as both of the groups ran back and approached the (sleeping) austrian camp, they camp thought the turks were invading and quickly shot artillery at them. this woke up the entire camp and as it was dark and everyone was confused, they fled and shot at everything that moved, thinking they were turks. the remaining 90,000 soldiers retreated from the city. the turks arrived two days later to find a pretty much empty city and 10,000 dead austrian soldiers and could easily take it.
Adding a minor, as-needed anti-anxiety pill to the mix.
Can I just take it forever?
when I was shopping today with my mom, we ran into one of her ex-coworkers and he introduced himself and shook my hand and was really friendly
and he and mom talked for a bit, and then after he walked away, my mom said
”He got fired because he killed three people.”
and I was kinda spooked for like the next 5 minutes until I remembered my mom is a surgeon