Where the sun comes a peepin into where I am sleepin.
Well here we go one more day, alive in no pain, and headed toward the end of the game. What about the gumples? The grumpy old cheap ass CAVE people against everything. Why not move the world forewad? Nope, the grumples want to be upset and fight every inch of progress.
Yesterday the Donut gang met. Wonderful to be with people who talk about solving things like the homeless problem, and low cost housing. On the other hand the grumples always ask " How will we pay for it". Strangely the grumples don't ask that question when they buy lottery tickets. Remember Oscar the grouch? The Tea Party gang in Payson is like and Oscar the grouch garbage can. All the grumples get together and bitch. They bitch about the town council, the potholes, the weather, and of course those nasty liberals who just want to help people. Are you defined for what you are for or what you are against. The crazy thing is so many old people have plenty of cheese, yet they act like they are busted flat.
We lived in a blessed generation. Money fell on us. Of course some people were to distracted to pick the fruit. Now here we are in our 70's headed toward the dump with a pocket full of money.
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