There's this fucking guy. Looks like a self induced hall of cost victim that drinks soylent all day. Skinny and lanky and super soy looking with no chin. Anyway, first time I saw him a month or two ago he was wearing a Kabbala Harris shirt. And I thought to myself, you don't need to wear that shirt everyone knows. Well, last week this faggot showed up wearing a blue mask. And I couldn't help but point him out to my gym buddy and laugh. And he saw us sniggering. And I saw his gay ass today, once again wearing a blue mask, trying to do pullups way too close to some big brown guy. I looked at him and just shook my head. He's the only fucker with a mask on. Must be some new strain of monkey pox going around on CNN.
All it takes is a liquor store and a vape/smoke shop for your neighborhood to go to shit. Both have opened up within the past 2 years near me and now all the niggers are coming from the ghetto to check out the smoke shop and shoplift from the Big Lots next to it that I worked at 20 years ago and forced it close down earlier this year. Niggers RUIN EVERYTHING.
Being able to do shit without being recorded. I used to ride my bike in my driveway and pretend I was a horseback mail carrier in the old west. I had really long drawn out conversations with myself on this long country driveway in Ohio's Amish country. I'd spend all day doing this, riding back and forth. Was I retarded? Maybe. Really we are so lucky, those of us who got a childhood before mass surveillance.
"Nigger blahblhablahblah" <authoritatively regurgitates IQ statistics from meme>
Can't fucking spell at a 7th grade level.
Until you dumb hillbillies learn how to spell and compose a proper sentence, I don't want to see you disparaging someone else's intelligence and education.
I saw some goat mention this and I believe at least one other backed him up. Since I am growing my hair long, I figured I would buy some to try it out. This styling cream (or whatever it is) is great! It is minimally greasy, holds hair well, and is not expensive.
I dunno if you goats have this or not. My childhood and teenage memories feel like they expanded and lasted for years. 13-18. Five years and so much changed. My mom lost the battle when I was 18. Cancer.
Time started progressing fast. Every day was largely the same. Money, paying bills, tax rates, 401k returns, moving up the ladder. Getting groceries, cleaning, just to sleep and do it all over again.
Friends change. Lose touch. Reestablish contact and you still have that bond buts never gonna be the same. They have kids now. They also have shit going on. So they can pay to sleep. No going back.
Summer memories in a photo album may be all that's left. Can't go back. That place is gone and so is the town. Infested now.
Older now. I still feel young but the face in the mirror says otherwise.
Ya start asking did I waste it? Questions like a rolodex appear in your thoughts while you try and sleep.
Ya start asking is this as good as it's gonna get? I worked my life for this? For my struggles, paying taxes, being a good citizen. This is the payoff?
