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So let them! I officially resign from the world. No, I will not loan you $80 until Wednesday, No, I will not pull weeds from your lawn because you can't bend over, No, I will NOT give you two hamburgers today if you pay me on Tuesday, No, I will not spot you a ten! No, no, no... enough is enough, or is it, enough is Never enough? I'm fried, tired, warn-out and just plain weary of carrying you. So just tighten your velcro slippers and "keep-up! Otherwise, find a new enabler... my time has expired and the game is now officially over!
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So you're unemployed again?Comment
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A job in a barber shop has your name all over it.Comment
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life must be challenging for us to grow.MESSAGE TO YOUNGER SELF : GET THE MOTORCYCLE DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE HELMET.
YOU WILL UNDERSTAND LATER!Comment
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Hell no I love my job and they love me, it gets better all the time. Not that, to get outta my shit hole apartment as soon as possible I accepted an invitation by an acquaintance to move into his house for a few months for low rent and to paint the kitchen, dining room, stairwell, upper hallway, master bedroom and 2 bathrooms. I paid $500 for March, didn't move in until the 10th and he didn't have hot water until the 28th. The drywall was't finished in any of the rooms, and he "had no money for materials." The deal was that he use my $500/month to buy materials and I would put in 4 hours per week. He supposedly is a retired Union Carpenter and expert Taper. I got tired of waiting and bought a 5 gallon bucket of joint compound, that was 5 weeks ago and he doesn't work, still, nothing is ready to paint. Last week he had me spend 4 hours raking the yard and picking up branches. This week he wanted to borrow $80 until Wednesday and insisted I pull weeds and edge the flower beds while he sat on his ass watching Fox News. I said forget it. I already gave him $1000 and a 5 gallon bucket of joint compound and he barely applied a 6th of it. One room is barely ready and still no paint. He weighs 385 and is trying to lose weight, I told him "yard work is great for that," then, "let me know when you buy the paint!"Comment
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This thread reminds me of the time as a small boy the neighbor man painted my bicycle and I ended up phucking his wife a few days later.Comment
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