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On August 31 2009 05:23 fanatacist wrote:

One time I paid for gas in nickles and dimes, it came out to 2 dollars and 25 cents. Guy just fills up the tank for 5 dollars because he felt bad for me and my poor friends.

One time we stopped to get gas and we only had 5 dollars, and the guy thought we said fill up (Russian accent vs. Indian immigrant). When we gave him 5 he was like wtf? We said that we said 5, which we did. He started getting pissed. We left. GG.

I stole food from Kmart and Walgreens once a day each for 3 weeks until I got caught at both. At Kmart they were like "why are you stealing a can of Chef Boyardee, a pack of ramen, a soda and a snickers bar?" Me: "I have no money and I am starving." Guy looks at me, sees a dirty 5'11'' 145 lb kid that looks like he is 16, and gives me the ramen and can and tells me to just leave and not steal again.

POVERTY FTWW

On August 31 2009 06:16 fanatacist wrote:
Yea I did, butts give off the worst smell because it's like you are smoking old, dried-out, half-burnt tobacco and weathered paper that has withstood the forces of nature, so often I am smoking whatever filth is outside on the street - hair, dust, sand, dirt... Yea. However washing every day helps. And the fact that everyone in Virginia smokes, so everyone smells like it, and you get desensitized to it because you are so accustomed to the scent.

And yea $250 a month for a full house to myself, with a pool and 2 dogs. The American dream.

On August 31 2009 02:25 IntoTheWow wrote:
You are wrong. Micronesia IS antisocial.

On August 31 2009 02:27 Masamune wrote:
Yeah, but who goes out of their way to turn off their voicemail?

On August 31 2009 05:34 fanatacist wrote:
Before I got a job in Virginia I would substitute cigarettes for food because they would kill my appetite and it was cheaper to buy a pack of cigarettes and smoke 2 or so for each meal, so I was running effectively off of scraps I found around the house and a pack a week, making my total calorie intake under 300 or so (at most). Then I ran out of money for cigarettes so I started going out when I was hungry and walking 5-10 miles up and down the main road one block away from my house bumming cigarettes off of people, trying to get enough to not have to go around bumming the next day. When times got really bad I just went around smoking butts, and I would remember where all the long butts were so that if I can't bum one on my trip I'd pick it up on the way back. Then I started getting into rollies which are cheap as fuck, like 50-100 cigarettes for 4 dollars. After that I became a pack a day smoker. Then when I finally got a set of giveaways at the local church/charity, I got a fucking feast of food: a gallon of milk, a box of cereal, a jar of peanut butter, a loaf of bread, a pack of ramen, a can of juice, a pack of mashed potatoes, and one carrot one orange. At this point I was so famished that I ate all of that in 2 days, and when I tried to go back to get more they told me they only give them out once a month because the amount of poor people to the amount of suppliers was a ratio of like 1000:1. A week or two after that I got my first factory job and I just drank the free coffee every break to keep my calorie intake up, so for 2 days straight I only drank coffee and smoked cigarettes. Might have had one cinnabon that my coworker gave to me because she felt bad. Then I worked in construction with Mexicans and I had to bum dollars off of them to get cheeseburgers at McDonalds. Two weeks of doing that, I got my permanent job at the factory and I was instantly rich because my rent was $250 a month and I made $400 a week I think. I smoked so many cigarettes and ate the biggest meals. Good times.

On August 31 2009 05:23 fanatacist wrote:

One time I paid for gas in nickles and dimes, it came out to 2 dollars and 25 cents. Guy just fills up the tank for 5 dollars because he felt bad for me and my poor friends.

One time we stopped to get gas and we only had 5 dollars, and the guy thought we said fill up (Russian accent vs. Indian immigrant). When we gave him 5 he was like wtf? We said that we said 5, which we did. He started getting pissed. We left. GG.

I stole food from Kmart and Walgreens once a day each for 3 weeks until I got caught at both. At Kmart they were like "why are you stealing a can of Chef Boyardee, a pack of ramen, a soda and a snickers bar?" Me: "I have no money and I am starving." Guy looks at me, sees a dirty 5'11'' 145 lb kid that looks like he is 16, and gives me the ramen and can and tells me to just leave and not steal again.

POVERTY FTWW