I can’t even imagine what was going through that truck drivers head when he found that baby

Don’t talk shit about goblins. Simple as that.

Reminds me of all of those “I paid off my student loans by the time I graduated” (by just having rich parents and living with them and spending their money

I had a job that felt like this sometimes, as a contractor for a federal gov’t agency, and I hated it. Be careful what you wish for…

I’m surprised to have a different take than anyone here, so far. When I drink tea in the evening, I don’t drink alcohol. And it’s hard for me to not drink alcohol. It’s a really nice substitute that fills me up, gives me something to hold and drink, and tastes good.