Thought of myself as some sort of Environmentalist.

In the sense of living like some sort of hippie, growing crops, chickens, making Hobo Chili, listening to Pink Floyd at the same time as the 1939 Wizard of Oz film.

Yet here I am.

Talking about "The Man" and "The System."

Next up wearing Tie Dye clothing, Birkenstocks and becoming Vegan...While playing my Ukulele... Possibly sunning my asshole with the first rays of morning sunlight?

No!

So stop asking Brian Omen!

I'm just using materials that are common in the area and I think I hit on something.

The shack I'm building would need about $1000 worth of paint every 2-3 years.

That 5-7 year guarantee is bullshit down here.

The sun is crazy strong in the summer, we're close to the Gulf, so salt is in the air and it rains about 4 months of the year during the Cyclone Season.

Fuck saying Hurricane... Cyclone is the old term and I'm bringing it back!

Just like the words  "Colored, niggardly, retarded" and Men's  Booty Beach Shorts.

Here's what I would look like as an Armenian Orthodox 9 year old boy.

I could be a Child Model in that country!

Please don't judge me.

Anyways, I disregarded everyone's advice and am using stone chips from the field...I think it looks amazing.

And they can all suck it.

One day when Noodles is long gone, my wall and Shake Shack will still stand, as strong as when I had it made.

Hopefully.

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