I accidentally broke a glass this morning. I was putting it on the counter after drinking, but I was looking the other way, and I wasn't as close to the counter as I thought. Apparently, I was just at the edge of it. I remember feeling the counter. I didn't just release it in the air. But apparently, it was just at the edge of the counter. And so it fell to the ground and burst. And when it burst, I was looking the other way, but I jumped. I startled. I was spooked. This is the broken glass.
Now, how could someone in a garage when a shot goes off not be startled? How could he be still clasping his hands in front after the shot or smoking a cigar? It's insane. It's the Bizarro World. It's the Twilight Zone.
The Jackson photo isn't just wrong. It is insanely wrong. You understand that it's AFTER the shot, right?
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