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I'm angry at myself when I insist my wife be more careful coming home from work at 4am, and she tells me to stop being so overprotective. I'm angry at her for not being more serious about walking through a dark parking lot from a club letting out drunk guys who've been hitting on her all night.

Go fuck yourself. You have no idea who I am, what I do, or my life. I actually do have the experience to know what I'm talking about. Do you?

Spoken like a laughably angry-at-everything feminazi. Read a little harder into what I've written there, hon. Dumbass.

To each their own.

Or! Or...and hear me out, you can block the tag "CINEMASINS", and never have to subject others to your whining in a public forum again.

Having any job is prostitution.

Sorry, have you done sex work? Do you actually know what you're talking about, or are you talking out of your ass?

Yeah, exactly.

Something worth noting: You will not get rich being a (small, residential) landlord. Ever. And more than likely, it will never make you financially independent. It's a hell of a lot of work, and on its own it's far from "passive" income. Here's some stuff you can do to help yourself out.

Holy crap, this is gonna be my thing for the day.

Wow. You're a fucking asshole.

Well...what did you expect?

Thanks. I do what I can.

Ha! Well done!

Well, no. You're wrong. About basically everything. Let's break it down.

Oh Mike, some days I envy your job. Driving 100 miles at dawn to try Taco Bell breakfast food, or eating mystery Doritos. Or maybe I just have a thing for junk food....huh...all right I'll circle back to that later....but sometimes I don't envy you at all. I played a grand total of 6 hours in ESO, and I knew I wanted

My god...it's full of stars...

:-(

You don't make 'em small, do ya? Ours is small for her age. Since her Mom is 5'9, and I'm 6'2, we're guessing she's going to sprout sometime around high school to some awkward, gangly, bean pole, and we'll have to baby-proof the house all over again.

Mine's 6. How about yours?