So I'm driving my truck, right, anyway, HITLER jumps out into the middle of the road! Anyway i'm like, "HITLER GET OUT THE WAAAAAYYYYYYY" but he can't hear me cause he got airpods in. So yeah. That's how I killed Hitler.
Joe: So how was your day?
Mama: THAT REMINDS ME OF A STORY, So I'm driving my truck, right, anyway, HITLER jumps out into the middle of the road! Anyway i'm like, "HITLER GET OUT THE WAAAAAYYYYYYY" but he can't hear me cause he got airpods in. So yeah. That's how I killed Hitler.
This remindeth me of remindation. To wit, the rememberance rememberates my braineth. Said remindation, being thusly, thenly, therely, thosely, as follows.
When you dig up old memories about someone, not to feel anything warm or reflective, but to talk shit about them. A hostile form of nostalgia where the past is revisited strictly for character assassination.
“We weren’t reminiscing about Mark, we were remindissing. Every story somehow ended with him being a jerk.”
“Careful, that conversation started friendly and turned into full-on remindissing.”