Nothing shocks me now.
Unless I put my finger
in the light socket.
I actually like getting shocked, as strange as that sounds. The buzzing, tingling, teeth clenching like tripping on acid for two seconds until you let go and the clan just killed two pigs and a goat for the big fiesta and I'm going to eat some mushrooms and be as obnoxious as possible and hit on my wife's friends and cousins when she's not looking and I'll just blame the drugs, although it's not really the drugs b/c it's preplanned and if you never sin then Jesus died for nothing so it's okay. Have you ever skateboarded on shrooms? No, I guess you never have nor will and I understand. Not everyone climbs mountains and talks to shimmering bushes and does what the bushes tell them to do but they should. I mean, it's that or the fucking TV! Take your pick.
When my children are enraptured with Youtube video game commentaries, I chase them out of the house and tell them to go steal something, do drugs, or throw rocks at old people. One of these days they will listen!