Originally posted by Speedy Parker
When is the last time you entertained company in your home?
Me: Just last weekend my woman, both her adult sons, their wives and children, and the gentleman and his lovely wife who started the charitable music school which I released a $50,000 donation to from a trust I manage all came over and hung out on my 920 sq ft front porch for a cookout.
When is the last time you had cookout/jam sessions with more than guests that people talk about for months after?
Me: On August 20th to celebrate my son's 30th birthday.
When is the last time you facilitated a $50,000 donation from a charitable trust fund you manage to help start a 501c3 dedicated to teaching music to children?
Me: Just last month.
When is the last time you barted with neighbors to do land clearing in exchange for automotive repair, body work, and help remodeling your porch?
Me: It's what I've been doing for the last 3 days.
When is the last time someone offered to help you load, transport, and unload 3800 lbs of flagstone and pavers just because they knew you could use a hand?
Me: The end of August in 110 degree heat in Laughlin, Nevada. Yeah that's right the guy with no friends had someone offer to help with that in that heat with no expectation of anything in return. I did slip him a Franklin at the bar when we were done. Something which I had to argue with him about before he would accept.
When is the last time that you bought a gun you really didn't want and a pool table that you probably won't use much just to help a friend in hard times?
Me: Just 2 weeks ago.
When is the last time a younger friend called you from out of state to seek your advice on an issue involving their 15 year old son?
Me: About 3 weeks ago.
When was the last time someone let you borrow their 3/4 ton truck to haul a tractor 400 plus miles?
Me: Just yesterday.
When was the last time woman who cared about you bought you a surprise just to show she was thinking about you?
Me: Justmlast night my woman met me at the bat for karaoke. She knows I like the tropical Jolly Ranchers. So she stopped at The Dollar Store and picked me up a 13ozmbag of them just to show me I'm important to her in a small but thoughtful way.
When was the last time a neice, nephew, or grandchild gave you a hug and said they loved you?
Me: Everytime I see one of them which is jot often enough.
When was the last time one of your children told you they loved you or bought you something?
Me: My son is always getting me some little thing he finds at some of the cool little shops on Rt 66 in the old section of Kingman. Especially the bad ass little military memorabilia store stuffed with antique uniforms, hats, medals, and the sort. He tells me he loves me and thanks me for the way i5raised him on a regular basis, at least once a month.
When was the last time you walked into a bar and over 20 people greeted you by your first name within the 1st half hour you were there?
Me: Every time I walk into the local bar i visi5 twice per week or anyone of small bars in Kingman or Bullhead City that I visit maybe once a month.
When was the last time someone not related to you traveled from out of state or even out of town just to visit you?
Me: I've been out hear now 30 months. I've had to friends from Ohio, one from Florida, and one from West Virigina fly out. Next month another buddy from Ohio is flying out for Thanksgiving.
When was the last time someone sought your advice on anything in the real world face to face?
Me: People in our little often seek my advice on firearms, motorcycles, technical issues with electronic devices, and even personal problems theyvare going through.
These are regular occurrences in my life. I've helped many people in this small town over the last few years. My reputation here is solid. People know I have a good heart They also know if there is trouble with strangers or random assholes I've got there back and there damned glad to have me in their corner.
You see Pauliwog, I did nit shun or hide from my darkside. I embraced it and in doing so have made it my steed. It is strong and serves me well. But my real strength come from my kind healing nature towards those who merit it. I can offer aid and comfort to my allies and deliver destruction to those who would come against me or mine.
You paint me with the the same brush you see stroked upon yourself. I promise I am nothing like you or like what you grossly misperceive me to be.
I know you will not answer the questions which I have asked you. The honest answers would be too difficult or even painful for you to admit even to yourself.
The tone of this writing makes all of this sound like an obvious lie, pretty sad you have to make up having a mediocre life.
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I have been listening to some old school hip hop too. it's funny I first got into rap through 3 6 mafia which I didn't realize was of the memphis horrorcore subgenre
shit suffers so bad from soundcloud rap syndrome. first half is 🔥 and then the last half you're just like why is a fat white dude yelling at me. altho im ashamed to say xanakins bars have grown on me.
