I'd turn paid subscriptions on but, to be brutally honest, I couldn't stand the thought of (A) people actually paying for my crap, that'd just be inviting them to be dickheads and (B) filling in a tax return since it was made law that you have to declare even your fucking Vinted account nowadays.
All I can tell you Frank is I feel exactly the same way. By the way you can get exactly the same TV for six hundred bucks at PC Richard’s in the Bronx. I watched my wife do it. Keep up the good work.
"I'll take it" I laughed so hard my dog got frightened and jumped off my lap, spilling a bit of coffee on both he and me.
Sounds like we have a lot of same thoughts, Frank. I have a husband who translates imaginative writer language/staring + silence with only internal dialog to regular-person speak.
I'd turn paid subscriptions on but, to be brutally honest, I couldn't stand the thought of (A) people actually paying for my crap, that'd just be inviting them to be dickheads and (B) filling in a tax return since it was made law that you have to declare even your fucking Vinted account nowadays.
Yeh wow well said.
It feels like ground hog day meets truman show meets the mediocrity circus of the A.i prompt injection machine lemmings.
All I can tell you Frank is I feel exactly the same way. By the way you can get exactly the same TV for six hundred bucks at PC Richard’s in the Bronx. I watched my wife do it. Keep up the good work.
"I'll take it" I laughed so hard my dog got frightened and jumped off my lap, spilling a bit of coffee on both he and me.
Sounds like we have a lot of same thoughts, Frank. I have a husband who translates imaginative writer language/staring + silence with only internal dialog to regular-person speak.