I just fired up Donkey Kong Country recently after lowkey bragging about how I knew all the secrets, despite playing it last years ago. Partner was like, “Aight. Show.”

“Kay”

And to my surprise I still remember where everything is and breezed past all except one level so far.

And you all know which fucking level that was.

Told off an old guy who was waiting in line at a grocery store during covid. I was directly behind him. This fuck actually had the audacity to call the store from the line, request a manager, and then told that manager over the phone that they had better do something about it or he would.

Made it my purpose to piss him off after that.

There is a place nearby where you can buy 5 boxes of Kraft Mac & Cheese for $5. Used to be a box for $.50-75.

When your next stubbed toe could require you to sell an organ, cheap Kraft seems perfect.

People are often worse.

Sidenote: The Gameboy in the last panel looks like a mouth with buckteeth. He so happy.

Just, y’know…grab the edge and tactical roll like a baby tyrannosaurus.

Whoaa there. That’s a bit extreme, don’t you think? Maybe turn it down a bit. Best we can do is Universal Debt and cardboard boxes.

Neither are a significant number of the non-wealthy. So again, I’ll take what help we can get.

I mean I agree, though I also see the benefit of pushing the super wealthy who are more on our side to do more good. Like it or not, money go burr. I’d like to keep as much of that working for us as possible.

The rest on the other hand, those purely doing it for the high score and fuck you written in cursive: Those can go play on their private landing strip as a plane comes in.

Worked in retail awhile back. Kept having glass shit fall off displays and ends. It wasn’t TOO often, just enough to be an annoyance. They were stacking glass product on top of one another. I explained why this was a problem; they didn’t care. Some time later I came back to the bosses with an argument:

This is how much we’re charging for the product.

This is how much I make per hour.

Cleanup of said broken product takes X time.

This is how much I make in that time, or Y.

Which means a single broken product that breaks costs you Z, multiplied by the number of times it happens, plus the cost of the product itself.

This was what got their attention. These people usually aren’t human, they’re sociopaths. Remember that.