You don’t know me
You don’t know me, but you don’t care.
why should you? to you I’m nothing, I’m a brony, you hate us all, so you hate me.
but still, you don’t know me.
It’s easy to hate an empty vessel. something or someone you don’t know, it’s a shell, you can project whatever you think onto it. be it a…
Oh lord, do you work at Country Buffet or something?
Making minimum wage is classy as hell B)
and no. I’m a chef on a mine site. and I earn well above the minimum wage for Australia.