And yet it's a factory job where you'll be inhaling deadly fumes and then you'll bitch on MB about your guitar case cough even though you knew about it before you even took the job. Will you even learn how to make guitar cases or just how to work a position on a line in a guitar case factory?

All the punk women at the guitar case factory? If there are though at least that's a legit perk of the job and not just the opportunity to hone your fakeness until twenty years later you realize the few friends you still have are all just as boring as you and your kids are now on the same bland conveyor belt you are.

A few weeks ago we went to a conference where I sat and listened to people talk about interesting stuff for a couple hours then we left and my boss took us to a giant golf amd arcade where she bought us awesome food and beer and had a great time. That was my full work day.

Oh god you're looking for a wife? Might as well get frosted tips and start calling yourself Brad.

Conference. "Interesting stuff". Golf. Partying with the boss. The only interesting thing about you anymore is when the facade drops and you start trolling like a childish twat. At least that's probably something real.

Poor white folk actually do have their own culture. It's just that nobody respects it.

It may not be interesting but god damn is it a fun way to make a lot of money

*prays at closet altar of Lenin for the revolution to start any ****ing day now*

*throws brick*

*catches and builds house cause proletariat game is on point*

*fills pot holes and collects garbage to prove we don't need government to do these things*