So back when my dad was younger, he’d do this thing where he’d get a bag and just walk along the side of the road picking up soda cans, he’d take the tabs off and he’d cash them in

Made some good money, now, you could do this, and in the more populated areas, there’s more traffic, which means more people throwing more cans out there windows onto the side of the road…

You could profit off ot idiots litering

Well, thoughts, i have an idea on how you could make some money

Not a lot but it should be enough to pay for gas and food

Escalade? SRX? CTS? DeVille?

Damm man, agh this pisses me off and im not even you

Might I ask what car you run?

Do you have anything of importance to her? If you do, hold it. Tell her under no uncertain terms that if she does not supply you with the sufficient funds to keep living under a roof of wood and shingles, that she will not be able to retrieve said item of importance

Blackmail the theif.

Im really sorry this is happening to you TOE,

Shit that sounds bad, thoughts of everything doesn’t make a good abbreviation huh

Sometimes people will just fuck you over for the sake of fucking you over, even if it has nothing in it for them

I dont get it, and I won’t act like I will, to me it’s utter horse shit

I wouldn’t say I’m nonchalant, Ralph called me “stoic” because I don’t express much of anything no matter the situation,

Its not me purposely being unexpresive or nun, I just don’t have a big reaction to really anything, my reaction to being lifted something of tremendous value is the same as my reaction to someone telling me a funny dad joke

I kinda just smile and say “oh wow, cool” and carry on

Same with pain, now, pain is a bit od, because one day, I can have the most stone faced expression while a peace of wood is being extracted from my skin, and the next day, I could hurt myself sitting down wrong