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Can I drive a tank up to that mission and use it against all those enemies at the darn?

I got a lil' lucky, I managed to steal a tank when I was under a 6 star wanted level. I completed "Ransom" with it, right after I beat it, my 6 stars disappeared, so I drove it over to the Import/Export lot and finished up my list on all the emergency vehicles, so now, I can spawn one whenever I'm over at those docks.

TRIGGER WARNING. YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ ANYTHING HERE. IF YOU IGNORE ME COMPLETELY, I WILL RESPECT THAT.

My father's name is John. He'll sometimes bring in the neighbor from next door. His name's Tyler.

Tyler just walked in and started talking. I don't remember everything he said, but he still said, and I'm trying my best to paraphrase him accurately and precisely here...

"What are these Jews up to now? How come THEY ain't got any flock cameras up around their synagogues 'n' shit? We need a new fuckin' crusade or somethin', I ain't tryna take it no more--"

People, I have social struggles and complications because of my dad and my next-door neighbor and my grandma and my uncle and too many people in my family and too many people who live nearby in my hometown.

I create this post with strong and confident appreciation for diversity, for the "melting pot".

I am >exhausted<. I have been silent for long enough. This is all I get. I get the chance to go on the internet. I do counseling and therapy. I talk to my friends, but sometimes, they're too busy.

These problems I'm experiencing are meant to reappear and reoccur. I am so damn depressed.

Please, I don't even really know what I'm asking for, but can you see where I'm coming from?

Years and years and years ago, I grew confidently tolerant towards Judaism. Other races, other people, other walks of life, other corners of the world.

However, intolerance will eventually push people like my dad and my neighbor towards bigotry or foolishness.

I quite confidently have strong desires to vote against flock cameras. And I will.

I get sick to my stomach when someone like my neighbor stirs me up. He's done this more than once. My dad will just keep inviting him in because I have no idea how to tell him that's >not< a good idea. I also have no idea how to move out.

I'm just angry is all. It's manageable, but it's meant to cycle back. If you took the time to consider my post, thank you for the conversation.

God, what a fun game. Wild and chaotic and unpredictable. Zany. It tickles my sweet spot quite often.

I really wanted to complete the paramedic side missions. In the process of doing so, you'll get a health pickup at your safehouse, you get infinite sprint, you'll get a lil' trophy, you'll get closer to that A+, that 100%.

Every now and then, I'll make it to Level 11 or 12. All it takes is a tumble down a grassy hill, and voilà, I'm spillin' out somebody else's guts for the nearby bunnies to nibble on.

The worst one of all is when I pick up a patient, and suddenly, as they're entering the truck, the whole thing gets spaghettified or some shit, then it's blasted sky-high towards the damn stratosphere. It's a really weird glitch, I've seen it happen 2 or 3 times on my current playthrough.

Even when I'm mad with this game, I'm just goofin' around and feelin' lighthearted. The overall experience means more to me, I suppose.

It's been nearly 25 years of this game bein' around. It came out in October. Real ones remember why they removed planes and choppers, they had to give us nothin' but the Dodo because of 9/11.

Anyhow, take care. I appreciate the talk. I'm probably gonna load up San Andreas soon. Really wanna try to look forward to VI in November, that's my birth month.