I’d love to see the bank account and hear the life story of the person who downvoted you.

I really would.

Man, my poor daughter.

This was her life. When her mom died she dealt with the guilt that followed her relief.

Having known her mom all of my life and seen everything she went through as a child, I wish some kind of ghost of Christmas past could take my daughter and show her so she can see that her mom wasn’t always like that. That at one time she was a little girl waiting on the day she could escape her own mom. At one point she was young and a lot like her.

I always figured they’d get it right when she grew up, but she never got that chance.

FUCK CANCER. Seriously.

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Pretty standard where I’m from.

If the speed is 55, most people are going 65. Cops won’t mess with you for it unless you give them a reason. You know, having a dead tag, a dead sticker, being black, brake lights are out, something like that.

Yeah, and there are decent ways to do that, which many successful companies and individuals manage to pull off every day.

I have no horse in this race because I don’t use any of this stuff, but I despise the direction everything is going.

Human parasites are never happy with being well fed it seems. They aren’t happy unless they gorge until they get fat and explode, or they’re so greedy they end up killing their host.

This is what I see.

I live deep in the Appalachian mountains and I haven’t met a single person interested in the things that I am since I was a kid.

I’m so bad and hate socializing so much that I recently got the Mortal Kombat II deluxe arcade cabinet, the same dude kept joining my match every single time I played so I just stopped going online haha.

He contacted me and we talked once, and that was that.

I really like him too, I just can’t handle it. Even that tiny little bit of it.

I don’t know why I’m like that. I’m not bad at talking to people. I’ve been told I’m damn good at it. I’ve been told I’m charismatic and all that. There’s just something broken in me.

Probably comes from the abuse I suffered as a kid if I’m being honest. It was rough, and it trained me I guess.

But then again, my whole family is like me. I don’t even know 90% of them, but I can tell you that 90% of them do not have Facebook. The ones that do, they don’t ever post, they don’t ever like, nothing. It’s like it’s just who we are or something.

I have brothers who grew up in different households. Two of them never experienced any abuse as children, they were spoiled. They are just like me. They talk to no one.

I’ve done the whole therapy thing, I just do not have it in me to have friends.

I haven’t had a desire to make a friend since I was a kid.

I do get lonely. I’ll have a thought that I’d like to share and I know I drive my wife crazy.

I wouldn’t even care if I could find a way to make some money. Right now I’m a stay at home dad. That’s what my wife wanted me to do. I was making money on the stock market, not taking big risks, just making above minimum wage. Then the election happened and now that’s over.

Thank you for caring.

Heeeey it’s me. Totally socially crippled.

I don’t even know how to maintain relationships, don’t have an interest in trying. There’s something wrong with me.

My only friend on this planet is my uncle.

Thousands of years of this stuff.

I’m probably just another old idiot who can’t see things for what they really are, but social media does scare the hell out of me. It’s hard to imagine it being a good thing when personalities are shaped by algorithms that exist entirely to drive engagement so a company makes a buck.

It isn’t just rich chocolaty ovaltine. The kid isn’t being brainwashed to drink a sugary drink from time to time. The kid is a constant revenue stream.

Maybe I’m stupid but I can’t find an example of this.

I’ve seen him being critical. I’ve seen him asking the president to have empathy.

I seen one bit back when he was first elected where he said to give him a chance. At that point nobody really knew what he was going to do. We were all hoping he was just being a showman to get elected.

I’m not picking a fight, I’m just genuinely asking for some evidence that he supports Trump because I can’t find it.

It definitely does.

They went through hell together remember? “Rushurusharusha” as he so often says. Was surprised that it wasn’t a big story when he went on about Putin going through a lot with him over the investigations into Russian interference. This wasn’t that long ago.

Man, that sounds so awesome. I’m so jealous of this memory of yours.

I miss the adventures of being a kid. My group did things differently, but we still had fun. We’d play distraction with the clerk at the gas station and steal 40s to take to an abandoned strip mine and drink. We had a spot where we made chairs from stones and we could hide there all day and just be ourselves. We also had a small cave about 7 ft deep behind a waterfall where we’d hide to party. We had a derailed coal train cart that dammed up a spot in the creek. We could sit up on the side of it and fish or we could go down to the island that formed inside of it and hang out with our girlfriends.

One time a buddy and I were competing for a girl’s attention and he jumped from the train cart into the mud below on the back side. He hit a bucket in the mud and required stitches from his ankle to his knee. “I’m sorry angryseal, I like you, but he really hurt himself for me.” She was his girlfriend that summer. :p I made that girl mixtape after mixtape and became a master of Mortal Kombat so she’d love me. Learned guitar and wrote my first song to impress her.

I loved my life, but I’d love to have stayed with a cousin one weekend in some alternate past of mine and sneaked into that school with you guys haha.

I’m right there with you. I haaaaaate the direction of modern gaming.

Man. I miss when gungame was filled with people and all the fun addons. Warcraft 3 mods, vote for knife fight, “gotcha bitch” with every knife kill.

I want to go back.

This is my favorite comic. I’ve never seen one I didn’t like.

On the day that Puuuutiiin died. We sang bye bye goofy kgb guy. Hope you fell out of that window thinking of me and mine. Them good old boys on the Ukrainian side, well they’re just gonna laugh and cheer as you die.

I hate myself. My brain does this to me all day, in every situation.

A song to feed the pets

A song to feed the brats

A song to see the teller

Or say hi to some feller

I sing when I’m not singing

And I’m singing if I’m thinking

If I’m thinking then I’m singing

And I’m singing while I’m sinking

It’s gotta be mental illness right? Nervous breakdown?

I’ll let you decide. I’m sorry you had to see this.

Yeah I tormented my poor daughter with it when she was younger. I did not have the patience to get her through it lol.

Now that she’s older we do great.

I’ve been playing Zombies Ate My Neighbors on original hardware today haha. On my old Apple color monitor.

I mostly game on old systems or my steam deck.