(May 20, 2018 at 10:28 pm)Gawdzilla Sama Wrote: The problem is that kids keep on wanting to eat.
For most of my young life, my dad worked for General Motors. What with strikes every few years, and (by the time I was 11) 8 children subsisting on one income, (and mooching uncles & spouses & spawn living on our couch), it took him over 45 years to pay off the mortgage- "mortgage" meaning, in French, the measure of one's life. That 45 years extended beyond his actual life. We used to get a fair amount of sustenance from the dumpster behind the local market. I have food problems to this day.
If you get to thinking you’re a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else’s dog around.
