How can this feel so wholesome and creepy at the same time?

They’re boot lick’en good!

Lol! This got a laugh out of me

I need to put a lock on my chicken coup at this rate.

Ah, so the super villan made it into the treasurery and James Bond is dead on the floor? Fantastic.

A few of them, we are still friends, and they did find their own success, but most of them I have no idea what happened after I moved away. A lot of these friendships were born of necessity and only surface level.

At night on walks!? We are talking about the dangers of walking alone at night. Are 13 year old boys afriad to walk in the park because they will get jumped by pedophiles of the opposite gender?

It is good advice if you can save the money. One of the things I learned when I was desperately poor is you must lean on your community of other poor poeple. Trading favors is how we survived. If my friend didn’t have enough for food we fed them. We worked on each other’s cars. We had to live close to each other because we didn’t have gas money or reliable transportation. It sucked.

Now that I have escaped the poverty trap and have an emergency fund, it’s like I’ve activated a cheat code. Everything it easier when you have immediate money.

Agreed, I wish people built better instead of just slapping AC over the problem.

Problem is, I moved somewhere cold so I wouldn’t have to run the AC, and now summers here are just as hot as they were where I grew up. I can’t take the heat but it seems to be following me wherever I go.

I never liked his books. Just kept trying and trying to get into them, seemed like everyone was reading Sandman and American gods and I was just struggling to finish Neverwhere. Like there was something just…wrong about it. Now I’m thinking I saw something under those words he wrote. Something I didn’t like.