Zelda Goats

Large one-topping pizzas are only $7.99 if you order on the Domino’s website with their coupon, which is usually located on the home page. Make sure you click “see all coupons” if prompted, because they bury some of them.

I once had a problem picking up an order I’d made online that never went through. They tried to resubmit the order themselves in-store so they could make the pizza on the spot, but the total was almost twice as much without the online coupons. I had to place my online order in the store since they couldn’t access those deals themselves.

Bonus, though, is that you can get the extra large “Brooklyn style” for only $10 (instead of $15+ regular price) by up-sizing that $7.99 large pizza for $2 more when you check out.

Source: am kinda poor in a rural area where Domino’s is about the best you can get, and buying in bulk is the cheapest way to go.

Ditto. I vetoed Starlink at home for the exact same reason.

This right here. More poignantly perhaps since the Boomers (not everyone in that age group, obviously) ruined Gen X lives first, before they destroyed the futures of subsequent generations, so we’ve been watching this dumpster fire for decades and warning about how bad it could become.

What might be unique to X-ers is that we witnessed the social fabric in the U.S. falling apart in the 80’s under Reagan–when the likelihood of a blue-collar worker having a solid career at a good company for life, supporting a family on one income, and being able to retire without living in poverty went from being a common thing to more of a lost dream.

So yes, to be lumped in with the same generation that pulled the rug out from under us is adding insult to injury.

Generation X forgotten once again. Whatever.

(It was kind of expected at the time that the Millennials would be named Generation Y because they followed us, but that name never took hold. So they skipped Y and went straight on to Z, then continued with A.)

Did you perhaps intend to post this to Seriously Horrifying? I’d be scurrying down the center of the street, holding my breath for fear of inhaling the plant oils. Yikes.