chefdano3 @ chefdano3 @lemmy.zip

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Oh they shouldn't have made this article. There's no need to give him any ideas.

Ugh, that's lame. That kinda takes the fun out of it a bit.

Ugh, that kinda ruins it tbh.

I actually love this. That truck is stupid and hilarious, and sometimes it's just plain fun to have something overly ridiculous and useless. Someone put a lot of time and effort to make this useless monstrosity to whom I bet it brings them loads of amusement, and I appreciate it. A+ carry on.

Someone making one of these things is novel, funny, and awesome. A company mass producing these to sell to people would be a terrible, awful idea, and would not be fun at all.

This truck is not The Problem, it's the mass produced oversized beasts that clog the roads with not only their size, but also their numbers.

Still can't use debit cards though.

We actually thought about this a lot when we found out we were having kids. The thought process went kinda like to this:

throughout my life time I've often wished for death in both active and passive ways. I thought about my lot, my future and did not have the will to continue. Even through this, there were many moments and times that I have to admit I was enjoying myself. There were good times, and the hope of future good times to come is what drove me to continue.

Now that I am older, fully settled into the adult life that my choices have brought me to, my hopefulness and optimism of the future has been thoroughly crushed, and the strong wish for an end was back but this time without the means to combat it, we found out we were having kids.

The kids are blank slates, full of possibilities, full of unknowns. There are lots of people in the world, all with different experiences and different outlooks on life. Even though I am pretty much done caring about my experience, there is a small possibility that our kids will end up with a fulfilling adulthood. I happen to be fortunate to be in a position where I can provide a house, in a neighborhood with other kids their age, with people I trust. I can provide a better childhood experience than I had, and give to them things I wish I had. Should they fail to hit that tiny possibility for a satisfying adulthood, they can at least enjoy the path to get there.

It's not easy for me, money is tight, work situation is tenuous, uncertain, and I live on the brink of collapse every day, but if I can do it, I can at least take my miserable life and use it for giving something great to my successors, even if it ends for them, the same way as has for me.

Journey before destination.

One day, I will most likely have this exact conversation with my kids.

I'm energetic and extremely talkative when talking about the things I'm currently into. All other times I'm exactly this.

If anyone catches you, just explain your parents were depraved and totally into that kinda thing, so you're honoring them in a way they'd appreciate.

As long as it's the correct color green.

I'm pretty sure an AI wrote this rant.

Same! I always keep my emergency wool cloak in my car. Saved me tons of times