Moses

I used to but it got incredibly boring, and I don't want to spend 15k on taxes weekly on a RP-focused business that doesn't sell drugs en masse every day.

If you're wondering, my dumb ass did this on google docs instead of just using something like photoshop, gimp, photopea, etc. So, yeah, instead of having an easy psd file to edit easily I have to slave over dogwater google features to do these. So yeah, here's a look into the real-world events in 1989. Yes, the first fucking article there is talking about artificial intelligence. I encourage you to go ranting about how NASA and the government want to replace you all with computers.

I can't post the fucking .png for some God-awful reason so here's an imgur link. FUCK!!! https://imgur.com/a/6btrcfO In the 1960's-1970's the papers were 10 cents. In the 1980's-1990's they were 35 cents. In the 2000's they were 75 cents. Modern day? $6.00. Be happy with your 35 cent paper, Little Italy.

>"I just got off a 30 year sentence..." >Looks at state ID card >Age 22

When I was a Senior Administrator, we had Miami RP where Schedule I (Hehe, Schedule One...) narcotics were a literal death sentence, amazing faction conflicts with RP consequences, and fun vibes all around. Now we have schizoposts and something, something, "I don't think some people can be trusted, therefore anybody with a role of authority can't enjoy the server and play in the factions they want to play." Maybe the solution is to return to Miami... C'mon, you can't tell me you don't miss it @Pendred! Think of all the Miami-based custom clothing requests there'd be...

It doesn't end there, trust me.