wandering door to door looking for work in exchange for a meal. the petit bourgeoisie who managed to hold onto their houses be like, “I’ve got an MRE for you if you landscape my lawn. You don’t have any of them… pronouns do you” and then it turns out you have to share the MRE
Right-wing is going to call it the a-wokeolypse.
The mere thought of enduring a dust bowl like era where over half of my fellow citizens act like that made my blood pressure skyrocket.
I’d fucking keel over from a stroke screaming at transphobes.
wandering door to door looking for work in exchange for a meal. the petit bourgeoisie who managed to hold onto their houses be like, “I’ve got an MRE for you if you landscape my lawn. You don’t have any of them… pronouns do you” and then it turns out you have to share the MRE