Delete comment from: Captain Capitalism
This is why I don't even talk to my family any more. They're a pack of losers and screw-ups not worth the trouble of even talking to, much less visiting. I can't think of a single thing I miss about the Rust Belt urban basket case I used to call home.
Well, maybe one thing. When the decline really starts to set in and the welfare state blows up I do want to see what my brother with the four kids his crazy fundie wife insisted on having plans to feed them if he can't afford to now. Or what my alcoholic mother who spent every penny my father ever made and then some on crap she didn't need plans to live on in her "golden years" when hyperinflation and default does for my father's pension. He can't afford to retire even now.
Watching their stupid burn them alive while they scream for mercy will make the decline a lot more enjoyable. Mentally drafting the perfect way to respond to their begging for help with instructions to lick my bearded burrito, EABOD and FOADIAF is a great way to spend a boring afternoon at work.
Apr 16, 2013, 6:24:14 PM
Posted to When the Prom Queen Falls