The big kahuna has talked mad shit about our house since we bought it. His main gripe is our back acre abuts a state highway and he’s afraid they’ll expand the road. It doesn’t matter because: 1) The state will never improve the road; 2) Even if they did, they would take it out of the other side; 3) Even if they took it out of us, it wouldn’t make a noticeable difference. AND YET, after 3 years he brings it up Every. Fucking. Day. “We’ve gotta get you out of that house.” His reasoning? He bought a small lot in Mountain View, CA in the 60s next to 85 and they turned it into a 4-lane. The fact that we live in one of the most isolated spots on earth and not Silicon Valley seems to continually elude him.
We are compelled to share our life’s experiences and the wisdom therefrom. When the State eventually expands the highway and takes your progeny’s land because the owner of the land across the highway has more political pull, your progeny will say, “You know, Dad told us the Big Kahuna always warned us of this”. The legacy of the Big Kahuna will endure. Dad’s won’t.
Just so. There’s def a downside to my hubris. Meanwhile, I’m hedging by building a massive mulch hill between the house and the road. If they want the edge of our lot, they’re going to have to cut through years’ worth of felled trees laced w dog shit. Make my day fuckers!
Every Constant secret santa gift comes stuck in a 5 gallon bucket of concrete. "I didn't want your Mugsy Bogues Fathead to blow away," he'll say, too old to realize that most houses are fully enclosed with a working roof.
I will find a 5-gal bucket of concrete very useful in sending your ass to the bottom of one of our many lakes.
I imagine this is what my father says about me, while I’m the only one of his children that is at all independent
I’m pretty sure my FIL talks mad shit about me too. I haven’t dedicated my life to the military industrial complex, I don’t need his help (financially, personally, etc), and am the only one that pushes back on him.
My FIL bought a printer / scanner combination for a month away from his home office because he doesn’t trust digitally sign his documents.
There’s a place like that in Little Rock. I’ve never been but my kids have gone a million times with my mom & aunt. Shit looks like food you would get at a zoo
Me watching this tik-tok in real time. Me: Oh cool, they got a train going around the ceiling. Me: Oh is the train about to deliver food? Me: Damn this is cool, if I'm ever in the area, I'm going here. Me: Oh this food looks terrible.
it’s a kids restaurant and it is cool af but the food is real bad I’ve only been once, he has never been, he is not a big meat eater
The jalapeno swiss burger is fine. Onion rings, never the fries. They have breakfast food too. Buncha snobs here.
Not gonna lie, a high end steakhouse delivering premium steaks from the kitchen via train would be quite the statement piece
I mean junk food can be good as well. Just because it is a restaurant geared towards kids doesn't mean the food has to be frozen trash.
I know the OP in this thread almost word for word. Have told the story to several people (with GFA being 'a guy I know') But each time this thread is bumped, I always go back and read it again and it never fails to make me smile
I have moved twice since then and I still get trains magazine promo offers in the mail. I have no idea how