Saturday, January 20, 2018

can i ask you one more question? how do you feel about gentrification?
i'm surprised you would ask a possum that question. first, i'm too young, and then on the other hand, i don't hafta pay the rent. some say bring it on, the rich have more better stuff and they toss more food, which benefits the possum community. on the other hand, they also have more money for exterminators. you ask hard questions.
i know, but it's been on my mind. they want to build a huge tower and cut down all the trees, and the developers and realtors are all slavering, and i feel like i may have ingested some kind of poison myself. but it's just money. i've been one pad away from the prime predators since 1984 when i moved here. 
well, i'm new here, but my family goes back to the early days, when there were still natives here. they may have been possum stew, but they were thanked. now they don't eat us, but they don't necessarily like us.
wow, i can dig it. there was a lot more green space then. your ancestors must have been happy. well, you always think it was better before, but you always say it could be worse. but this shit is bad, we got obombaland in trumpworld, and it's heartbreak for all us sentient beings, gnome sane.
i know right? i know...

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