tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621701638860930715.post3037239210607398237..comments2024-03-27T14:59:11.856-04:00Comments on parentwin: Let's Play a Game Called Who Can Be the Biggest Douche, AKA Tax Return Timeparentwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10056331784261915713noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621701638860930715.post-35854174878687029132016-03-07T11:04:57.288-05:002016-03-07T11:04:57.288-05:00One day, I'll learn to put my own smug and imp...One day, I'll learn to put my own smug and imperious BS attitude about people who can't be bothered to punctuate their social media shares correctly, or God forbid capitalize the proper noun "I." Today was not that day. You gave way more time and thought to people I would have blown off as ignorant P.O.S. and managed to make something constructive out of it. Well done.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07449048615576499911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621701638860930715.post-16816126666378464172014-03-06T16:04:18.613-05:002014-03-06T16:04:18.613-05:00When I started being poor, I started noticing how ...When I started being poor, I started noticing how everyone around me was busy marking their status. I'm poor, but I don't live in a crackhouse. I'm poor, but at least I'm not a meth addict. People take pride in anything they can and kick the next less well off person. The person you were arguing with was fighting not to be poor, and you're right, 100%--someone convinced them that they're paying for the poor people to have a better life than she does.scyllacathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10891540576750562910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621701638860930715.post-34114438540034565472014-03-06T13:25:58.433-05:002014-03-06T13:25:58.433-05:00This was great!This was great!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12328962558176759135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621701638860930715.post-49488422820010818902014-03-06T11:26:55.057-05:002014-03-06T11:26:55.057-05:00You know what's strange? I have no phone, no ...You know what's strange? I have no phone, no nook, and I don't drink wine. I drink water. From the tap. Like a G. Because that's all I can afford. Does that mean I get to be a dick to poor people, too?Hindsighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11392369203259898282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621701638860930715.post-90638459645080830052014-03-06T10:54:01.292-05:002014-03-06T10:54:01.292-05:00*applause*
*applause*<br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com