Rory the WelderIf I had t'figure 'bout where things started goin' downhill, it'd probably a-been the day I showed up at work smellin' like cheap whiskey. See, first of all, I weren't even THAT drunk by the time I got there, and second, it weren't THAT cheap. The whiskey. See, that's when they fired me, the bastards.Gets worse though, 'cause then they called the pigs what came 'round and picked me up for drinkin' and drivin' when I went and tried to leave the plant. That's bullshit, I was just drivin'. I hadn't had a drink in two hours at that point!Anyways, I had some money squirelled away, and an over abund.. Abun-dunce? Dance? Feckit, a lot of free ti
Shiny in the AfterlightHonestly, I think most of the reason we still use them is 'cause they're shiny. Some of them are. Okay, they CAN, occasionally be shiny, if you work at it. It's not like they're actually worth anything these days, not after the economic break down, the global riots, and the general depopulation of the planet. The people who set their worth have long disappeared.The littler ones are my favourite. They polish up to a warm, shiny copper, but most of them are black and green. I don't really know why I collect them, when I could be using them to trade for food, but I do. Maybe I'm part raven? Ha! That'd be the day... Can you imagine it? Growing