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When someone I know, worked with for eight years, respected, was a mentor to my high school aged children and hundreds of thousands of other children, in a program designed to foster learning, science, and cooperation in our youth, shows up in the pix of people on E's pedo island. I am fuming, like smoke coming out of my ears, can't see straight, blood coming out of my eyes, gut wrenching, cut by disappointment and betrayal enraged. Trust is a fragile thing, easily broken.
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No, by gar! Don't blame the cat. The cat doesn't care and anyone you tell will swoon at how clever the cat was in removing the batteries.
Don't blame the dog, either. The dog won't know what the hell is going on as you smack its butt with a newspaper and the cat will laugh its ass off.
Better leave the pets out of it.
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Over engineered things that are made that way just because they can. The frig, toaster, dish washer, washing machine, dryer- none of these things need to be linked to the internet. The toaster will send a text to say the toast is done, but it will not go DING to let you know. Now the wife brings home a kitchen garbage can that needs to have it's battery charged so when you wave your hand over the sensor the lid opens itself, stays that way until it counts down with LEDs then shuts the lid. What happened to the foot pedal? Totally useless crap.
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Nah. Fuck that ohm shit, man. No offense and thanks for the solace, but nah. Fuck that ohm shit, man.
Been better than 10 years for me. I don't need one. Others want me to have one to buy their shit.
I'll cut off an important limb before I pay for another device that other people are going to use to harass me and make money off me through selling of my personal information and advertising. The US gubmint has some free phone programs based in India I'm wrestling with.
Had I a car, I wouldn't give a fuck about whether I had a cell or not because I could go get what I needed instead of having it delivered.
Yeah, I'm angry at my life. I'll get over it. This, too, shall pass.
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yo dabber, repeat after me, ooohhhhmmmmmm, ooooooohhhmmm, I havent had a
cell in about 5 yrs. don't miss it, BUT, i also have an old landline. wife has a cell, and i think they're a nessacery evil these days. (like a car where i live). just get a throw away bodega prepaid. think of it as your stoner safety program
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I have to get a cell phone if I'm going to exist in society. I can't even delete an old account because I don't have a cell phone number I never gave in the first place. Frustration. Anger. Hatred. Sociopathic ideations. Need for violence. Sweet, sweet violence.
Double-aught-fuck-fuck.
Wow! I am seriously fucking angry. Dabber senses it and has found an odd corner to lay in.
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After much objective and subjective indignation, I have much subjective pleasure. That sucks because I'm waiting for the punchline. I'm just this close to victory over the healthcare system and am waiting for someone to call me back and call me a sucker.
As of this moment, every single thing that was bad is good. The good is exactly opposite of what the bad was. I'm suuuuper nervous.
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