The thing about living in New York City is that the places you live are small.

It's a small place.

That's why there's no fatties.

Very few fat fucks in New York, comparative to all of the places that believe in the

Bible. That's because they have a lot of room and fresh air. They don't use that for hiking.

They use that for driving from fucking chilies to red lobster, jump in their truck, throw their big fat hole in their truck and then go down to Wendy's.

No hiking.

But in New York, in this liberal hellhole, as they will say, it's small.

The apartments are small.

Your living space is small.

So a lot of people, they'll get storage units,

which is essentially like an attic or a cupboard for you,

but to keep all your stuff when you don't need it.

Not only do you have this apartment, you also have another spot for all of your stuff,

because we just have so much stuff.

You can't throw it out, it's your stuff.

I need stuff for me to feel human.

Maybe if I buy more stuff, I'll feel better.

Can't throw out the stuff, I might feel worse.

Anyway, I've got a storage unit, and they duped me.

They started overcharging me.

I only noticed it recently.

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