Shut The Fuck Up

"In 1985, my wife tells me that I can't buy any more horses until she gets a swimming pool.  So I got her a swimming pool... in our third home."

--Doctor Who Works Behind Me, moments ago, 12/31/14





As of right now, my wife and I have $20 to our name.
That's all we have.
And that's $20 more than we usually have at the end of each month.

I find myself supremely angry by this fucking doctor behind me.
I don't feel like anyone will help me.
I don't feel like I can get ahead.
I don't feel like I can do anything to change my position.
I feel trapped.

And this doctor was forced to buy a pool for his wife's third home if he was going to continue buying horses.

The fuck.