Flashole, good way to be. I do the same for a few of my neighbors on fixed income. I don't look at it as depriving a firewood seller of food for his kids. I see it as allowing my neighbors to be able to buy dinner, instead of wood.
Ayatollah, shame on you for criticizing a good deed. Someone Should kick you in the wiener.
Then they might inadvertently be depriving other victims of the vengeful pleasure of kicking Ayatollah in the wiener...
Don't care who's thread it is. If ya need kicked we'll do it....
By the way, here's your pat on the back.... patpat
Good Grief.....
Try and stand up for starving, hard working firewood dealers, and you end up with a sore wiener. Plus, you have to listen to all this folksy, sugary-sweet commentary about how sweet, kind, and hapless everyone's neighbors are. Almost sounds like an episode of the Waltons meeting Andy of Mayberry. Geeeeawwwd!. Where's the vomit smilie
It was just a joke you know. But I did learn a bit from this misunderstanding. You all have much nicer neighbors than we do. We had pot-smoking rock band members on our right for a few years, and we could never tell whether they were practicing, playing, or partying, cause it all sounds the same, and carries on until the weed and beer run out. We also had another one who was in the process of a sex change operation, and they were always showing of the different stages by exiting the house without any clothes periodically. In addition, to keep us all reminded of the condition, they used to dry the undergarments on a clothesline in FRONT of the house on laundry day. That way you get to see the transition from lingerie to banana sack and everything in between. There was also a murderer...just a kid too. Fired a gun at a rival,,,,or at least he thought, while on the freeway a few hundred yards from here and took the life of a complete stranger. The kid was trouble all the time. Everyone was having trouble with stolen packages on the porches, stolen bikes, etc, and he drank and played these foul mouthed rap music discs while at home. Fortunately, half the homes on our court have been repossessed, and most of the turds had to move. I say most; not all. Some very new meat has moved in, and I'm hoping for a reprieve. I'm just getting all the second hand pot smoke out of my system