This feels like those sad commercials of starving kids you see on TV. Except instead of my money going to a third world country it’s going to unemployment taxes to help these future jobless idiots buy beer.
Wanna know when you’re stuff will arrive? They’ll C U Next Thursday.
Sometimes I wish we could all just take a minute and really soak in the messages surrounding us.
I feel ya brother. I hope I see this dude in public so I can talk to him.