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One of these days civilization (and/or the stock market) really is going to collapse just like all my beloved Happenings brothers are claiming that it will imminently soon any day now probably, and you're all going to look like absolute clowns for not buying up cans of corn or bullets or cigarettes or whatever it is they're recommending to use as barter currency in the post-collapse wreckage.
 
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One of these days civilization (and/or the stock market) really is going to collapse just like all my beloved Happenings brothers are claiming that it will imminently soon any day now probably, and you're all going to look like absolute clowns for not buying up cans of corn or bullets or cigarettes or whatever it is they're recommending to use as barter currency in the post-collapse wreckage.
That's only for the losers who don't have a big fat pussy and tits.
 
One of these days civilization (and/or the stock market) really is going to collapse just like all my beloved Happenings brothers are claiming that it will imminently soon any day now probably, and you're all going to look like absolute clowns for not buying up cans of corn or bullets or cigarettes or whatever it is they're recommending to use as barter currency in the post-collapse wreckage.

If Captain Tripps or name your apocalypse hits, I'd just move into the nearest farm and kill any survivors of the farming family. Those fields are gonna sprout wild for at least a decade after The Big One without any human intervention. I might get bored of corn and soybeans or whatever the farm's stock may be, but I sure as fuck wouldn't starve. I'd trade surplus for labour to build my Wastelands fantasy bunker, possibly pay a few guards in food, and rule my own little patch of dystopia.
 
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If Captain Tripps or name your apocalypse hits, I'd just move into the nearest farm and kill any survivors of the farming family. Those fields are gonna sprout wild for at least a decade after The Big One without any human intervention. I might get bored of corn and soybeans or whatever the farm's stock may be, but I sure as fuck wouldn't starve. I'd trade surplus for labour to build my Wastelands fantasy bunker, possibly pay a few guards in food, and rule my own little patch of dystopia.
You jest but there are actually people that unironically believe this and have it as their 'bug-out' plan. They seriously think that they (i.e. your typical soyboy townie) will manage to overpower a close-knit farming family (including the rest of their community, because everyone knows everyone out there), somehow take over productive management of the farm without knowing anything about farming, tilling the land, rotating crops or adjusting soil nitrogen levels, and then manage to convince the roving bands of thugs to do work for them (or y'know, convince them to just not murder them the same way that they murdered the farmer family) by using the same barter-for-work rules that only existed and made sense in the pre-collapse.
 
If Captain Tripps or name your apocalypse hits, I'd just move into the nearest farm and kill any survivors of the farming family. Those fields are gonna sprout wild for at least a decade after The Big One without any human intervention. I might get bored of corn and soybeans or whatever the farm's stock may be, but I sure as fuck wouldn't starve. I'd trade surplus for labour to build my Wastelands fantasy bunker, possibly pay a few guards in food, and rule my own little patch of dystopia.
I'm just going to do the correct and moral thing and become a Mad Max style Warlord, I will need to find a midget to ride on my back however.
 
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