theangryseal

Also, I didn’t have a septic tank either as a kid. I remember using outhouses at relatives houses and our shit (at my house) just went from a pipe to the creek.

It’s hard to imagine living like that nowadays, but I did once upon a time.

You know it. I’m a West (by God) Virginian.

Crazy how I can just talk about the place and my fellow Wear Virginians know it without me saying it.

You and I have the same story haha.

Man, I hope so.

When I worked in one of the poorest places in the US, those people literally couldn’t afford to get quality food.

They had no refrigeration so they’d walk to the dollar general and get microwave tv dinners super cheap and heat them up at my store.

You take that cheap shit away and don’t provide alternatives and those people literally starve.

I’ve heard people say, “those people just need to get a job.” When I was in my 20s I tried very hard to employ them. (My uncle owned a chain of gas stations and, despite his issues, he cares about people and tries to help where he can in his way).

One story that stands out in my mind. Dude shows up with the application, gives a great interview. Apparently social services were going to cut him off if he didn’t get a job. He worked for less than a week, then drank a half a gallon chocolate milk to cause issues with his diabetes so he could leave without confrontation via ambulance.

When I got his paperwork, he could not read or write and was scribbling random gibberish. There’s no telling how much just went out the door because he didn’t know how to handle it.

I was so angry at the person who trained him because she didn’t say anything about this. She just coldly said, “he’s an idiot. He isn’t going to last.”

The world shits on people like him. He was denied his disability over and over again.

Very bold…atlas.

Put pictures up of the team America characters and type, “derka derka, allah jihad. 103 blah St.”

When they get there, they’re confronted with nothing and the joke is obviously a joke.

Not that it would save you.

Where is the “water isn’t really wet” guy!?

Your comment is 8 hours old. He should be here by now!

It always makes me feel better to just go. I seen Modest Mouse recently. It was some of the most fun I’ve ever had in my life.

Your version is broken at the end though and ruins it.

lol

When I 16, a thousand years ago all the way back in 2001, my neighborhood experienced a flash flood.

My mother is bad for panicking over nothing, and we all rolled our eyes as she loaded us into the van and drove up the mountain.

It was one of the wildest things I’ve ever seen. It looked like there were waterfalls coming out of the sky around us. If someone had told me they seen something like that before I seen it, I would’ve called them a liar. But it literally would be dry in one spot and raining just a few feet away, but not normal rain. It was literally like someone was dumping a giant bucket from the sky.

The creek behind my house was instantly in my backyard. This happened as we were leaving.

Later, someone came to the store at the top of the mountain where we were sitting and told my mom that they were going to have to bring boats to get people out of our neighborhood. These big, two-story houses were underwater all the way up into the second floor.

I was so terrified, worried that all of my friends were dead. Fortunately, it didn’t take out the entire neighborhood and people were able to go up the road and take shelter in a church. Only two people died because they tried to drive through it and got sucked into the water.

The people who didn’t take it seriously had to be rescued. We spent months with shovels digging the mud from the houses when the water went back down. The whole neighborhood pitched in. Several families left and the value of the houses tanked. People were buying them for a few thousand dollars. One man from New York swept in and bought several of them and became a slumlord. He did just enough work to make them livable for 350 a month. The neighborhood was so beautiful before that, but it was forever changed. It’s a hellscape to this day.

Somehow we got very lucky. My house only got water in the back rooms and it wasn’t destructive. Everyone from the next house over and on down was ruined though.

This isn’t what anyone is celebrating.

They don’t think for a second that Musk will do anything positive.

What they’re hoping for is republicans to split somewhere near the middle, some in support of MAGAts and some in support of Musk, which could lead to more people voting for a democrat than a republican. Votes that would have gone toward a MAGAt will go to Musk. That is the prayer.

Well, I mean, if a person wants to ride a bike 40 miles for 4 1/2 hours to the nearest Walmart I’m sure they could.

About 4,500 people live here and most of them have cars or they’re stuck.

We have public transit but about 30 people use it. My neighbor said it’s a 2.5 hour ordeal to go to the post office when he could be there and back in 20 minutes in a car. He got old and lost his license.