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Originally Posted by Jake";p="
Having been REALLY poor as achild, I can tell you for certain that it can be worse that the OP describes, however I agree that it is a great incentive for bettering oneself, as I now live in the upper middle class.
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If I somehow found myself in the transparently social-climbing "upper middle class" I’d sign up for parachute lessons immediately.
In the interim – as is I do in real life - I’d tell all my neighbours I was a reformed drunk that hated celestially-climbing Christians.
That way, only truly decent people bother with you. The dogs take care of any stray JW’s, Mormons, or any other devil-dodging moronic American sect, that periodically slither up your drive seeking the scalps of the "unsaved."
Funny how dog’s instinctively hate coppers and “Christians,” ain’t it?
Could it be that they can see straight through their phoney facade to all the suppressed excreta at the back of the shop?