so the pendulum swings.
I may have chopped some things early and give a few away to some friends, but since they have heard this news when you know it, they’re actually gonna bring them back to me so I can finish what I started here on the moon.
Tossed away an entire box of cuttings that sucks but small potatoes not really tripping on it and as far as I’m concerned, I’m not a quitter. I’m just respectful and courteous and will do something if my wife asked.
That being said the bunker lives on
My biggest bone of contention is that I have to get into the trust tree with a therapist together with wifey. I may just be able to get away with playing it off while at the same time pulling a boatload of skull Duggery on whoever chooses to sit in between me and her Who knows but regardless, I’m gonna make some phone calls and get a couple of deposits back that too, is a minor pain in the ass in this week and a half long war of attrition.
But, She blinked first.
I totally wasn’t expecting it
I’ll be going to buy a fistful of lottery tickets and I’m digging out any bubble wrap I have around here so I can celebrate with a fat ass session of popping bubbles
Legit this clown was reserved to the fate.
And I wasn’t looking forward to the dumb amount of money. It always takes to pull that stupid fucking car all over the country.
I guess i pitch the tent
Punt an infant.
And take the car to Houston Raceway Park as opposed to fucking Bradenton
Jesus Christ totally avoidable from the jump Street
And the early chops they were frosty as fuck they might not have the flavor and nose that we all come to expect from our hard work, but it’ll all go into the fucking larf bag it’s sitting in the freezer for fucking however goddamn long it takes for me to get up and not to fucking been a bunch of shit in a bucket and make bubble hash
Anyhow, thank you folks. Some of you were genuinely fucking rad about my dumb shit on here.
It seems that I can keep my powder dry and live to fight another day here on the moon

