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As a man Working with your hands is the most rewarding feeling one can know I enjoyed building fences with the crackheads Tearing the door frames off of a worn down trailer home in the boonies Even washing dishes with the Mexicans and reformed jailbirds I took my pitiful wages with pride because they were earned through these hands The frats—effeminate men—and women never seemed to understand Everyone says to do what makes you happy until what makes you happy doesn’t afford you a Bentley Then all of a sudden You        Aren’t                    Doing                               **** Your ambition is called into question
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
Faded Blue Collar
As a man Working with your hands is the most rewarding feeling one can know I enjoyed building fences with the crackheads Tearing the door frames off of a worn down trailer home in the boonies Even washing dishes with the Mexicans and reformed jailbirds I took my pitiful wages with pride because they were earned through these hands The frats—effeminate men—and women never seemed to understand Everyone says to do what makes you happy until what makes you happy doesn’t afford you a Bentley Then all of a sudden You        Aren’t                    Doing                               **** Your ambition is called into question
#life#time#work#money
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
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