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When I was young, dumb and single I never gave much thought to making money. I went to work, worked hard and took home the bacon. Now, things are different, saving for Little Man, getting benefits for The Man, trying to save 30% for future issues so much harder than I thought. On top of that I never imagined having to support my parents in my late twenties it’s just so goddamn hard sometime days.It makes me wonder how dense The Man really is when I say “Got beer?”

My only solace on days like this is alcohol, doom metal, black t-shirts, and steak. 

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