How do you fence 30k of cow spunk?

Apologetic for taking a compelling, downy shit on your porch.

People used to take pride in their work, and there was a time when consumers valued quality over price point.

You’re never going to walk into a charity shop and find a 100 year old chipboard IKEA wardrobe. Shit is literally made to fall apart and have to be re-bought.

Keep waking up at night and just not getting back to sleep again. No reason for it that I can see. Not anxious or afraid, not unhealthy. Just keep not sleeping.

Also my little boy bit through his lip at Nursery today so he’s gonna be a super cranky little bear later when I pick him up and I need to be happy and supportive for him.

As a Brit, for whom the colloquial for pennies is “pence” like “ten pence” is 10p, I feel he’s missing a trick not putting his fat leather apron of a face on the nickel or dime. Because then you could have “Trump pence”. You could call it a Trumpence

I used to think “being a millionaire” but that won’t even get me a decent house anymore let alone leave me set for life…

I guess I just want to be able to leave something for my family and the UK government not take completely all of it.