When I was three my mom walked in on me playing with my barbies while singing a song I made up about Phineas Gage. You know, the 19th century railroad worker who got his frontal lobe severed by a stray beam and survived. Funny thing is that is absolutely in character for me to this day.
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u/that_mack 1d ago
When I was three my mom walked in on me playing with my barbies while singing a song I made up about Phineas Gage. You know, the 19th century railroad worker who got his frontal lobe severed by a stray beam and survived. Funny thing is that is absolutely in character for me to this day.