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wow, the thought of a middle aged man building a "snow cat" in the middle of the street all by himself is just depressing. haven't you got anything better to do? any family, any friends, a wife? any hobbies, any obligations? it only gets more bleak when i imagine him taking a picture of it, holding back tears as the neighborhood children point and laugh, then rushing back to his dark, dingy apartment to strip the metadata, upload it to his computer, and post it on some dead pedo forum. all that just to be ignored in favor of old drama and cheap laughs. believe it or not it gets even sadder when i look at the catalog and see dozens of other forlorn threads just like this one; marching onward to the end, awaiting an quiet and lonely death, not unlike their creator.
thanks asshole, you ruined my night.
