Because the grandfather obviously is the type to hold this over their heads to get them to do his bidding or live by his standards. It’s about manipulation.

The shows (and I’m sure also the seminars) make it sound like it is easy to make money flipping houses. One of my friends tried it for awhile and flipped a couple but gave it up because it was too hard to buy houses at prices that would allow decent work and a decent profit. Another co-worker was doing 1 or 2 houses a…

I hate subway tile so goddamn much. Mostly because I live in NYC and never, ever want to be reminded of how terrible the subway service is right now, and can’t imagine being so nostalgic for NYC (after I eventually leave) that I’ll want to look at subway tile every day for the rest of my life.

That’s how most scams operate unfortunately. Some “friends” who my wife and I barely spoke to suddenly became really cozy with us and begged us to come to an MLM/Pyramid Scheme seminar that they were a part of. Just to get them to leave us alone (and because we were short on money at the time) we gave it a shot. They…

So...Scientology?

It’s the most wonderful time of the year!

Trump U...Rich Dad Poor Dad... Goop conference...NEXT!

These seminars are like the drug dealers of real estate — “first one’s always free.” I did attend one many years ago just out of curiosity, and based on that experience and what I’ve heard from others, the game plan is always the same. You will learn absolutely nothing in that initial free seminar, but that’s because…

And subway tile. Don’t forget copious amounts of subway tile.

I *did* have a little Bruce adoption daydream!

The best way I can describe them would be... If Tootsie Rolls were crossed with salt water taffy - and that cross had the best parts of each, and were actually delicious and soft, with a caramel edge to them, and did not threaten to rip your dental work out when chewed.

I believe the saying “I am not my brother’s keeper.”seriously applies here.  

Girl, I would just walk in there every day in flipflops and a straw hat and openly drink rum out of a coconut. 

Candy corn in my hallway, candy corn costume, candy corn loved by my kid. Y’all know what sucks? Whoppers. 

Ten days, everyone. Six workdays.  Words cannot express how much I am looking forward to being able to walk out of there for the last time.

He needs to take one for the team and get you some free candy. 

My mom likes circus peanuts which should tell you just the kind of ‘quality’ person she really is.

I will gladly take everyone’s rejected candy. My kid stopped eating chocolate (autism thing, he randomly starts hating foods) so now he doesn’t even want to trick or treat, I won't even get to steal his rejects.

Counterpoint: candy corn is the best Halloween candy, period.

Lies, candy corn is the second best candy, after gummy bears.