When was I a man?

When was I a man?

As I've said before, I don't know what part of the deep web you were exploring that led you here, but if you want one piece of advice, go outside and enjoy life. Anyway, I'm here to tell you about the time  that I felt like a man. It all started on a cold, dark, and dreary February day and I had a chocolate croissant out and was about to take a bite when... Wait, just a moment. Lets get some things straight. It wasn't actually a "cold, dark, dreary February" It was 93 degrees at high noon. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, I was about to take a bite when a girl named amara was s aying how hungry she was, so I offered to sell her the croissant for $2. She accepted and I kept selling her different items throughout the year for an ever increasing price. Then I started to get more and more customers and was on the verge of growing into my own walking student store. This is when I felt like a true businessman.











Normally I would say a chem joke here, but all the good ones argon