AttackMuffin

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You are very much a consequence of their actions, and to not acknowledge the duty of care that brings is neglect, in it's way.

If you were to breed puppies and then cast them out onto the street to fend for themselves, or stop feeding them, as soon as you were bored of them that would be considered cruel.

I actually agree with you that they do not owe you their money, but that comes from my privilege of being able to survive comfortably without it.

It seems that our position in this particular argument is mainly supported by our own positions in life, so your mileage may vary on this one!

Mate, I love to see the stories of Miez, it's really comforting to see how much you care and what a gorgeous creature she is.

Neighbourhood invader seems like a real charmer too!

I'm currently listening to all 50 something books of the Horus Heresy - Warhammer 40k stuff - it's a bit of a mixed bag, different writers and different narrators for each book, however the underlying story is just plain epic.

If I was to recommend a set of audio books, I highly, highly recommend 'The wandering inn' by pirateaba - epic books by a proliferate writer - if you manage to get into it, there are hundreds of hours of great story read by a truly talented narrator (Andrea parsneu).

It's been a real hit with myself and my circle!

I highly rate dungeon crawler Carl, the narrator (Jeff Hayes) is fantastic! The plot just keeps getting thicker, I hope you relish it as much as I did!

It's a Vornado, I just had a look at it and am no wiser to the model however. Was recommended to me by a friend and has been a pleasant, if a little pricey, suprise!

Great write up man, thanks :)

I have that fan, it's excellent apart from the awkward design decision to have the radial dial start at max and work down!

Still, a good purchase!

Also, that's a fine beast you have there!

As the son of a deceased blacksmith from Quainthamlet, a small settlement near Townsburg, I have taken my amateur hand-crafted sword and am on the way to Camenot to find my destiny; most likely reaching my limits many times and overcoming them (just) with the help of my trusty companions and the burning hope and power of friendship that lies within me.

Or I'll just die, because my sword is crap and I'm a noob.

Can you imagine the smell the day after?

Props to the pallet collar raised beds, industrial agriculture!

I hope you can find yourself a healthy relationship one of these days pal.