I'm literally sipping coffee and frying eggs at this very moment as birds chirp outside, no shit. Plenty of farmers have had a rough life, and I know I can't be the only one here particularly thankful today for the series of life choices and labor that led to a peaceful morning devoid of filth, court appointments, lint-and-hair-covered tube tops, drug cravings, the threat of the police, filth, screeching, garbage piles of stolen goods possibly being thrown into the street, BPD anxiety meltdowns, and filth.
Have a good day, everybody who hasn't aggressively courted all of the above. LOL. LMFAO