"I have achieved the American dream. I am a bum. I'm not rich nor famous. I own nothing save a 1960 Volkswagen micro bus which sits in storage in my father's garage, some guitars and a hammered Suzuki Samurai with the steering wheel on the wrong side. I'm totally useless and a drain on society fulfilling no beneficial function whatsoever. I'll be 50 in one year. I have nothing to show for myself; no addictions, no high blood pressure, no ulcers, no cholesterol problems; no health problems physical or mental other than the occasional guilt over failing to be a great American entrepreneur. Sometimes I do feel bad for not owning a chain of beheamothic super stores cranking out sub-par merchandise at affordable prices while paying its employees just well enough so they can only afford to shop at the very store they work in. But usually this doesn't bother me. I really don't feel bad about it and don't care. I've reached the pinnacle of all our desires."
I am sick of the rat race! I want to be a bum too! Work your ass off all your life for what... a crappy dump house you call "home" and SS you ain't ever going to see anyway! What a load of crap! You only get ONE chance! I'M OUTA HERE!!!! TODAY!
House is up 4sale. When it's sold i'll tell the boss and cash the life insurance. Screw them they been screwing me for years! I'm serious here and have made up my mind. I'm leaving for paradise, who's coming with me? Taking my bike with me but that's all.
Who is in? Who has the balls to get off the treadmill and take control of their life right now?
feral wrote:"I have achieved the American dream. I am a bum. I'm not rich nor famous. I own nothing save a 1960 Volkswagen micro bus which sits in storage in my father's garage, some guitars and a hammered Suzuki Samurai with the steering wheel on the wrong side. I'm totally useless and a drain on society fulfilling no beneficial function whatsoever. I'll be 50 in one year. I have nothing to show for myself; no addictions, no high blood pressure, no ulcers, no cholesterol problems; no health problems physical or mental other than the occasional guilt over failing to be a great American entrepreneur. Sometimes I do feel bad for not owning a chain of beheamothic super stores cranking out sub-par merchandise at affordable prices while paying its employees just well enough so they can only afford to shop at the very store they work in. But usually this doesn't bother me. I really don't feel bad about it and don't care. I've reached the pinnacle of all our desires."
Wow I didn't think my "Larry the neighbor guy" had a computer ,let alone power!