He has a point. I woke up this morning, no bread for toast, no milk for cereal, no KD left in the pantry. It’s raining hard so no Uber eats delivery guys are around. I was hungry, so I ate hundreds and thousands sprinkles with a spoon for breakfast along side a 3-day old unrefridgerated spicy potato samosa that I found in the sink. I had to eat my probably illness causing breakfast in my underpants because my clothes all got wet on the line outside. I’m now sitting on a leather couch sticking to it due to the humidity, trying to diagnose a caching issue a member has on the homepage.
The Daytona life isn’t for everyone. You wouldn’t get it.
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