2375 Never Trust A Man Who Don’t Poop Secret.

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Didn’t have anyone proofread again because I’m barely keeping my shit together over here, so feel free to point out any typos. Although, you should feel free to do that all the time really.

Yesterday the wind blew at speeds up to 140 MPH for about 5 hours give or take. It took out an old tree in the yard but it was blowing away from the house. The lawn looks like it has been scraped & the air is absolutely full of dust. It’s so bad that my sinuses are inflamed all the way down to my cheeks. There’s junk blown all over the damn place. Sill, it’s nothing compared to what happened in Kentucky, so I’ll call it getting off light and thank the stars that was all that happened.

As far as the comic goes, I’m not sure if the place I used to live was just full of assholes or if this kind of thing happens all over the place. I always suspected that it was everywhere, but there might well be places where people act better. I do know that people from outside used to comment about how awful people were in Garden. Managers from out of state were flabbergasted by how destructive the natives were. Sometimes people from my old own will contact me and ask me if I’m making things worse for dramatic effect & I have to tell them that I’m making it seem less bad because I don’t think people would believe the reality of things. I guess if you never had a job where you had to deal with the public constantly destroying things you’d be surprised if you suddenly had to.