I say weird shit and half the time I actually believe it.

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Cake day: June 7th, 2024

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  • In addition to what everyone else is saying, a really good reason not to have energy drinks on a soda fountain, aside from the fact that the energy drink soda would cost far more than a regular soda, is that energy drinks contain a lot of caffeine and if they were on dispenser some idiot would go and fill up a 64 Oz energy drink and drink the equivalent to 5 to 8 Red bulls in a single sitting.

    No gas station wants to deal with the legal ramifications of “exploding people’s hearts because they are too stupid to understand that these things can be deadly”, because if people are dumb enough to chug Red Bull until they die they are also dumb enough to sue because of the deaths.











  • I can see how it happens though.

    No one was doing any oversight on their practices. If you were running a referral affiliate link system, it must have seemed like honey was doing a really good job bringing customers to you.

    I’m just kind of disappointed that nobody inside the company ever spoke up or blew any whistles and said “Hey, this is at best unethical if not entirely illegal and either way exposes us to the risk of a massive lawsuit, maybe we should just actually do our jobs instead of stealing the work of other people.”





  • My mother is racist also, but she’s that like woke racist, the kind that believes that they’re not racist but then also assumes that any time they have to work with people of color that the people of color are “ganging up on her” when there is a disagreement, so much so that she quits several good profitable nursing jobs where she was the boss of people of color because of her own mental conception that her subordinates were against her.

    Now that I think about it there is a chance that they were against her once they all realized that she was racist, idk.

    The kind of person who say they don’t hate black people but won’t vote for a black president. She thinks that because she dated and married and a native American and gave birth to a native American child that exempts her from racism just like trashy white girls do when they date black guys and thinks that gives them the n-word card.

    Okay. Sorry for rambling so much just apparently I had a lot on my plate and it’s a new year and it’s time to leave the past in the past so thank you for perusing my trauma dump.

    I hope your next year is as much better than the last year as it possibly can be.

    And always remember, no matter how fucked up your family is, when you become an adult you have the right to leave them in the past where they belong.


  • My uncle has no children of his own because the woman he married cheated on him multiple times and got pregnant with multiple other men’s children and he never divorced her he never walked away he just assumed and has lived his entire life accepting and expecting the women that he loves and care about to cheat on him with other men and to never give him a child.

    My brother got away from the family by joining the military which gave him structure and joining the church which gave him support and encouragement and he married a pretty decent woman who unfortunately is not psychologically equipped to comprehend the machinations of a cabal of sociopathic women, so she has no idea why she doesn’t like my mother or my sister and why she cannot get along with them.

    So yeah, I understand what it means to grow up in a crazy family. Not a cult, not a bunch of racist although my grandmother and grandfather were so racist that since my mother had the audacity to marry outside of her race and have me, a native American brown child, they reduced it to microaggressions like my grandfather never allowed me to enter into the main floor of his house. He told my mom it was because he was afraid I would steal from him but he let my older brother and younger sister who were blonde haired and blue-eyed white kids wander around freely.

    He once relayed the story about how he got invited to a KKK meeting and he thought they were a bunch of swell guys and possibly misunderstood, and him being a child who was born on millionaires row in New York in the 1930s, I looked up his address from the census at that time and the house that he grew up and doesn’t exist anymore but the street that he grew up on the least expensive house available as of right now is 18 million dollars.

    My mom has childhood memories of going to their house in New York and like the fucking Addams family having rooms where there were just filled with gold coins and jewelry and she would be allowed to take a piece home with her from time to time.

    But, he was a greedy stingy bastard who wouldn’t work to save his life. Mom has fond memories of Christmases being things like them getting cans of vegetables out of the pantry because my grandmother and my grandfather forgot to buy them Christmas gifts but they of course bought themselves Christmas gifts like mink stoles and new cars and fun vacations that they took without the kids, leaving them to fend for themselves.