Deep inside a Delaware strip mall closet, an old, forgotten Pentium computer's NPC.EXE is running wild, compiling deranged and out-dated modmails that read... well, retarded like THIS! Any local frogs up for a mission? Please find & unplug this poor museum relic of a PC! It is suffering! 🐸
(media.greatawakening.win)
YOU'VE GOT BETA MALE!
My mother did not have electricity or indoor plumbing until she was about 10, and my mom was from a relatively well to do family. And my dad no indoor plumbing when a kid, but always had electricity even when there was no electricity in the town. His dad ran a chicken hatchery so they had a couple Kohler generators running all the time.
I even remember people in the neighborhood that still had old outhouses still in yard even though by then they had indoor plumbing.
Luxury! We lived in t' brown paper bag in t' middle o' t' road.
(Monty Python, anyone?)
I used an outhouse for a year when I was 5 and we pumped drinking water out of the lake. And we still used it off and on for years. We were not poor but dad had everything tied up in his buisness......