No, my life hack is I never needed very much food & I’m happy with living in squalor. I’ve been secretly practicing my taxidermy skills in preparation for the uprising. With a dash of salt, some needle & thread, styrofoam & trading skills; my goal is to build a monument to the greed of humanity & trade tickets for more taxidermy materials.
No, I am borderline poor.
You plan on discovering a pirated treasure chest?
No, my life hack is I never needed very much food & I’m happy with living in squalor. I’ve been secretly practicing my taxidermy skills in preparation for the uprising. With a dash of salt, some needle & thread, styrofoam & trading skills; my goal is to build a monument to the greed of humanity & trade tickets for more taxidermy materials.
Sounds like some kind of plan, I guess!
My real plan is to provide an escape, be it from reality or the mundane ferocity of Internet.
I’ll share some grilled crickets with you if we meet after the apocalypse.
I like grilled crickets.
Fluffy & crunchy.
I also like living crickets.
Not only do they emphasize my jokes as they fall flat… crickets also provide food for so many other things.
Keystone critters…