Why I Handed My 4-Year-Old a Retro Console Instead of Fortnite (And Now He Won’t Let Me Stop Playing)

Alright, set the scene: my four-year-old’s got that wild-eyed look—like he just found buried treasure—halfway through a round of Super Mario Bros. He turns to me, dead serious, and goes, “Can I have my own Nintendo?” And bam, that’s when I realized I’d created a tiny gamer in my own image. Some parents are out here wringing their hands over screen time. Me? I’m raising a kid who thinks Goombas are public enemy number one.

Retro vs. Fortnite: Are You Kidding Me?

Everywhere I go, kids are glued to Fortnite, screaming into mics and busting out dances I can barely name. Fortnite is like a toddler hopped up on Pixy Stix—loud, messy, and just… too much for a four-year-old. Retro games, though? Man, they’re straightforward. Simple controls, bright colors, and challenges that actually require a little patience. No “build faster!” panic, just classic hop-n-bop fun.

Honestly, I want my son’s first gaming memories to be him giggling at pixelated turtles, not rage-quitting because some sweaty twelve-year-old just sniped him from across the planet.

Retro Games: The Gateway Drug To Good Gaming

Mario, Contra, Duck Hunt—these games are the real deal for beginners. No battle passes, no loot boxes, no “Dad, can I have your credit card?” nonsense. Just start the game and go. My kid has no idea what DLC even is. Let’s keep it that way for as long as humanly possible, please.

Instead of nagging me for V-Bucks, he’s begging to “beat the turtle guy.” That’s a parenting win if I’ve ever seen one.

Co-Op Couch Time: The Real Magic

The best part? He always wants me in the game. He grabs the controller, points at the screen, and says, “Show me how, Dad!” That’s not just parenting gold—that’s platinum. We’re not zoning out on separate screens. We’re battling through castles together, celebrating every ridiculous death, and somehow, in our house, Contra grenades have officially become “spicy meatballs.” (Don’t ask. Kids are weird.)

Cheap Thrills : The 602 Retro Games Console

Forget dropping a small fortune on a PS5 or some RGB monstrosity of a gaming PC. I grabbed one of those random “602 in 1” retro consoles, plugged it in, and boom—instant arcade. Thousands of games, no worries about strangers yelling at my kid online, and zero set-up stress. It’s parenting on easy mode, honestly.

Losing Like a Champ

You know what Fortnite doesn’t teach? Losing gracefully. My kid gets obliterated in Contra every 15 seconds, but instead of flipping out, he just shouts, “Do it again!” and jumps right back in. That’s the sweet spot. He’s not obsessed with winning—he’s here for the laughs, the chaos, and hanging out with me. If that isn’t a life lesson, I don’t know what is.

Passing Down the Controller: A Family Tradition

When I was his age, my dad handed me the controller and let me lose to Bowser a million times. Now it’s my turn to watch my son light up as we play together. Last night, he looked up in the middle of a level and goes, “Dad, I don’t need my own Nintendo. I just wanna play with you.”

Cue me, getting hit with the emotional uppercut. Didn’t see that coming.

The Bottom Line: Mario Wins, Hands Down

So while everyone else is busy flossing and screaming about Fortnite, I’ll be over here, teaching my son the Konami Code and cracking up about spicy meatballs. Gaming isn’t just about screens—it’s about connection. And for my money, retro gaming is where the best memories live.

Game on, little dude. Game on.

Teaching My 4-Year-Old to Game: Genius Move or Horrible Mistake?

Part 2: My Kid, the Button-Mashing Philosopher

 

So picture this: my four-year-old, eyes shimmering with that wild “I’ve discovered fire” look, just hit me with, “Can I get my own Nintendo?”

Honestly, I froze. You know in movies when the hero gets that thousand-yard stare, the orchestra swells, and you can practically see them doing existential math in their head? That was me—stuck mid-game, clutching a controller that’s probably seen more pizza grease than any actual cleaning product.

I mean, on the one hand, this kid just figured out how to jump over a pit in Mario without instantly face-planting. On the other, he now acts like gaming is a constitutional right. I made this monster. I handed him the keys to the Mushroom Kingdom, and now he wants the deed to the castle.

So, naturally, I panicked. Pulled the classic parent stall: “Let’s talk about that later.” Which, let’s be real, is code for “I gotta Google if letting you play Mario at age four will melt your brain.”

But here’s the kicker—he didn’t whine, didn’t flop on the floor, nothing. Just plopped down, grabbed the controller, and goes, “Let’s beat the turtle guy.”

It hit me right then—he wasn’t fiending for screen time. He was hooked on the vibe, the hanging out, the tag-teaming the chaos with me. This was less about pixels, more about partnership.

We dove back in, full turbo. He’d take Mario for a spin through the easy bits, I’d bail him out when things got spicy. We were an absolute unit—father and son, united by questionable plumbing skills and a mutual disregard for Goombas.

Cue plot twist: I fired up Contra. The old-school bullet bonanza that scarred a generation. Handed him the second controller and, in a low-key sacred moment, whispered the Konami Code. “Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, start. Magic words, buddy. 30 lives. Boom.”

He looked at me like I’d just handed him the keys to the Matrix. And you know what? He held his own. Was he good? Absolutely not. The kid still thinks grenades are “spicy meatballs.” But he didn’t rage, didn’t sulk—just kept grinning, hitting continue, yelling, “Do it again!” after every digital demise.

That’s when it clicked. This wasn’t about the hardware. Or even the games. It was the play. The mayhem. The giggles. The weird, sacred ritual of passing down the controller—just like my dad did for me, letting me lose to Bowser until I could taste defeat in my sleep.

Eventually, we hit pause. He looks up, eyes still on fire, and says, “Dad, I don’t need my own Nintendo.”

I swear, I almost melted right there.

“I just wanna play with you.”

Cue emotional KO. I’m done. Wrecked.

So yeah, teaching a four-year-old to game? Galaxy-brain decision. Zero regrets.

Will I cap his screen time? Duh.
Will I lose it if he asks to stream on Twitch? You bet.
But right now?

We’re a co-op squad.
We’re storming castles.
We’ve got lives to burn.

Game on, little dude. 

Teaching My 4-Year-Old to Game: Genius Move or Horrible Mistake?

Part 1: Press Start to Cry (and Maybe Laugh a Lot)

 

 Alright, so picture this: I’m just chilling, trying to relive my childhood glory days with some classic Contra, and here comes my four-year-old. He’s got those big puppy-dog eyes, probably sticky hands, and that look like he’s about to ask for something.

“Can I try?”

Now, any sensible parent might’ve said, “Sorry, bud, this is one of those hard-as-nails games where even a pixel of a bullet sends you packing. You’re just not ready.” But nope—couldn’t help myself. Handed him the controller like I was passing on the family sword.

 Honestly, I was weirdly proud.

 

Let’s be clear: I wasn’t about to traumatize him with some modern nightmare like Elden Ring. I went with Mario and Contra, thinking “hey, these are old-school, they’ll be a breeze.” Ha! Yeah, no.

Mario? My kid ran straight into the first Goomba. Not once. Not twice. Four times. Like he was on a mission to hug the thing.  
Contra? Apparently, enemy bullets are collectibles now, because he jumped right into every single one. I’m over here, like, “No, bud, dodge the bullets!” And he’s all, “Why are they shooting me? I didn’t even do anything!” You know what? Fair point, kid. Welcome to the ‘80s, where games don’t care about your feelings—just pure chaos.

Then came the questions. So many questions.

    “Why isn’t that guy wearing a shirt?”
    “Why do mushrooms make you big?”
    “Can I shoot Luigi?”

(Luigi’s not even here, but sure, dream big, kid.)

Trying to explain “lives” in a video game to a four-year-old? Good luck. He’d lose one and look at me like I’d told him Santa moved to Mars. Then, out of nowhere:

“If Mario can come back, why can’t Grandma?”

Yeah. I almost unplugged everything and told him we were switching to board games forever.

But honestly? Watching him play was hilarious. He’d run, jump way too early, fall in a pit, and still shout, “I ALMOST MADE IT!” with this huge grin. I mean, the confidence is inspiring. Contra turned into a one-kid demolition derby—he mostly blew up himself, but he loved every second. He laughed so hard, I started laughing too. No one was winning, but it didn’t even matter.

We laughed, high-fived, and trash-talked pixel bosses like we were in some buddy cop movie. It was messy, chaotic, and just pure fun.

Then it happened. He hit me with the big one:

“Can I get my own Nintendo?”

So, did I just start him on the path to gaming greatness? Or am I raising a future sleep-deprived little gremlin who’ll call me “noob” before breakfast? Guess we’ll find out.

Stick around for part two—screen-time debates, existential questions, and how my four-year-old somehow finished Contra’s first level before I’d even had my coffee. This parenting thing is wild, man.

Hustles & Crisps: My Life Between TikToks and Trying to Pay Rent (Series)

My Forex Chart Analyzer Nearly Sent Me to the ER

 Part 3

“Build what you’ll use,” they said. So I did. Now I’m just wondering if I need therapy.” 

The Dream

Let’s rewind a sec.
You know that classic tech advice:
 

"Scratch your own itch. Build for yourself."

Honestly, after years of trading Forex, I figured out my real opponent isn’t the market—it’s me. One day I’m cool as ice, next day I’m yelling at my screen because a candle faked me out like a bad prank.

So, I thought, why not whip up something to take the emotions out of it? Just a chill little Expert Advisor (EA) to scan the chart, highlight trends, flag entries, and lay out take profits—like a buddy who never panics.

Sounds simple, right?

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The Build

I called it ChartAnalyser (hey, at least it’s honest), and my big ideas were:

* Entry alerts, win-rate right there on the chart
* Buy/Sell lines so clear even I can’t mess them up
* Stop loss and take profit markers
* Oh, and reminders for missed trades—because apparently I like to torture myself

I went deep. Days and nights blurred together. At some point, I think I forgot what food was.

After weeks of tinkering, arguing with MT5, and running on pure caffeine—suddenly, it worked.

And for a few sweet hours, I felt like a wizard.

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The Fall

And then—here comes The Trade.

The bot flashes: EURUSD long. Reversal confirmed. Structure broken. Signal’s looking pretty.
 

 “BUY with 78% win rate,” it says, all confident.

So I hit buy.

And… instead of going up, it just dips. And dips. And dips some more.

By the time the third candle dropped, I was sweating bullets. Staring at the screen, trying to Jedi-mind-trick the market. Meanwhile, the bot?

Chill as ever:

 “Hold.”

HOLD? Seriously?
It’s been 14 hours, I’m 42 pips down, and I’m about ready to throw my laptop out the window.

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The Comeback

Then—out of nowhere—the market flips.
Shoots straight up.
Take profit hit. Big green line across my chart like a pat on the back from the universe.

I just leaned back, kind of dazed, but honestly… pretty relieved.

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The Lesson

Building this thing taught me something I didn’t expect:
Turns out, I trust my own panic more than my bot’s logic.
Even with solid data, I’m still hovering over the Close button like it’s a game show buzzer.

The EA wasn’t the weak link.
I was.

All this fancy tech to kill emotions, and I’m still the emotional one in the room.

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So, Was It Worth It?

Oh, 100%.
Here’s what I got:

✅ Front-row seat to my own impulsiveness
✅ Way more respect for rules-based trading
✅ A working EA—even though my laptop sounds like a blender
✅ Proof that I can build cool stuff, even on sketchy Wi-Fi

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What I’d Change If I Could

* Add a panic override button (for me, not the bot)
* Alerts when drawdown gets wild, just to calm me down
* Built-in journaling, because let’s be real, I’ll never do it otherwise
* Maybe a feature where the bot ignores me if I try to mess with a trade mid-run

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If You’re a Trader, Listen Up:

You can’t erase emotions. But you can build stuff to keep your head on straight—even when your instincts are screaming “RUN!”

Trust your data. Or don’t. But if you build your own tools, be ready to get humbled.

Because this bot?
It didn’t just read charts.

It read me.

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Next Week:

Either I’m making a broke-friendly AI content app for African creators, or I’m taking up gardening. Depends how fried my brain gets. 

My Gaming Setup Is Ready. Too Bad the Internet Isn’t

From Zero to Hero—How 1 Mbps Became My Secret Weapon 

Part 2 

Okay, so things didn't just magically get better right away.

But slowly, they did.

My internet, which used to be a joke at 0.98 kbps, started to become more stable. Now, on bad days, I'd get a solid 1 Mbps – not enough to stream well, but enough to at least be online. And on good days? I'd get surprise 5 Mbps, which I didn't want to scare away.

But the real change? It was in me.

I stopped waiting for everything to be perfect because that wasn't happening. So, I just started building anyway.

Live streaming? Nope. But recording and editing? And uploading when the internet behaved? Totally doable. I went all in on that. I changed from live streams to offline gameplay and started posting on TikTok and Rumble. Nothing perfect or fancy—just real videos about gaming with bad internet, about the Botswana grind, and about not giving up.

And guess what? People got it.

They could see the struggle. They saw the passion. I wasn't just a gamer; I was speaking for people stuck in the same situation: low signal but big dreams.

My setup? Still going strong:

*   Ryzen 7 1700X
*   RX 5700 XT
*   Three monitors lighting up my small space

This machine was made to go all out, but my internet slowed me down. Instead of quitting, I found ways to make it work. I became a better editor, and I uploaded with planning. I turned not ideal condition into something valuable.

And I'm not stopping.

My next goal? Getting the AMD Ryzen 5 5500, the CPU I've always wanted. This would seriously improve how I work – faster rendering, smoother editing, and more room to create. I'm saving up little by little. Because just like my internet, progress comes and goes.

Funny thing is, the same internet I used to hate? It showed me how to hustle, how to change, and how to create something people would want to see when no one's watching yet.

So yeah, my streams still aren't full HD.

But my story is very clear.

If you want to help, you can send a tip to Paypal.me/buyme401 and help make that CPU dream happen.

Clicks, Hustles & Crisps: My Life Between TikToks and Trying to Pay Rent (Series)

How My Son’s Kindergarten Lunch Box Made Me Rethink My Whole Hustle 

PART 2

“It’s just lunch.” That’s what I mumbled at 6:12 AM, half awake, half functioning. Then I saw his little face and, man, everything changed. 

 

Alright, so, set the scene: Wednesday morning in Botswana. The house is kind of stirring, kettle’s doing its thing (maybe?), and I’m stumbling around in an ancient T-shirt that’s basically begging for retirement. My phone lights up—yep, TikTok wants me to spiral down the rabbit hole. I almost give in.

But nope. Not today. I’m focused, people. It’s my son’s first week at kindergarten, and guess who’s in charge of his lunch? This guy.

*cracks knuckles all dramatic* Time to deliver.

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 The Lunchbox Game Plan

What’s on the menu? Only the finest:

- Leftover rice (if it doesn’t smell funky, it’s good to go, right?)
- Vienna sausages, cut diagonally—because, obviously, he’s fancy
- Boxed apple juice (we pretend it’s healthy)
- Banana (a little bruised, but hey, that’s extra flavor)

I seal up the box, feeling like the proudest dad on the block. My kid’s gonna open this thing and think, “Wow. Dad’s a legend.”

Yeah, keep dreaming.

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 That Look, Though

So after school, I’m pumped. Time for my lunchbox victory lap. But I open it and… everything’s still there. Like, untouched. Not even a suspicious nibble.

I look at my son, and he just shrugs, totally unbothered.

> “I told you I don’t like rice with sausage. I like sandwiches. Like my friends.”

Oof. That one hit harder than my morning coffee. My “Dad of the Year” trophy? Instantly imaginary.

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 It Was Never About the Sandwich

Let’s be honest: it’s not about the sandwich. It’s about being the kind of dad he actually needs.

Between hustling for cash online, making goofy TikToks, chasing affiliate links, and pretending I understand AI, I totally missed the memo on what my son really wanted. Apparently, I’m supposed to be a lunch whisperer now, too.

None of my online “success” mattered in that kitchen. My boy just wanted a lunch that made him feel seen, like he belonged. And, yeah, I missed that. Big time.

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Fatherhood: Not a One-Click Upgrade

Here’s the secret those “get rich before 30” gurus won’t tell you: sometimes, the best thing you can give your kid is just being there. Not some passive income stream or viral meme.

I was so busy ticking boxes and hustling for the future, I forgot to check in with the present. To him, that lunchbox wasn’t just food—it was proof I’d been thinking about him.

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 The Comeback

So, the next day? I went classic: sandwich, peanut butter, basic bread. No wild experiments, no bananas in sight.

He comes home, lunchbox empty, grinning.
 

 “That was perfect. Thanks, Papa.”

Look, I’ve never made a cent online that felt as good as that.

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Stuff That Actually Matters

- Hustle hard, but don’t forget who you’re hustling for.
- Kids? Brutally honest. Get ready for it.
- Chasing dreams is cool, but remember to ask, “What makes you feel loved?”
- Not all rewards are cash. Sometimes it’s a happy kid and a sticky juice box.

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 Next Week:

Tried out AI for Forex trading. Spoiler alert: The bot almost broke me—and my sleep. That story’s coming up.

My Gaming Setup Is Ready. Too Bad the Internet Isn’t (Series)

The Gamer's Dream Hits a Wall—My Awesome PC vs. the Terrible Wi-Fi

Part 1 

Building my gaming PC felt like a dream come true, no joke. I didn't just grab whatever was on the shelf. I spent ages researching parts, saving every penny, and waiting for the best deals. I ended up with a Ryzen 7 1700X. It’s a solid mid-range CPU that I thought would handle anything I threw at it. I paired that with an RX 5700 XT graphics card, which I heard was great for high frame rates without costing a fortune. I threw in 16 gigs of RAM to keep everything running smoothly.

Storage-wise, I went all out. A 260GB SSD for the operating system made things boot up super fast. Then, a 500GB NVMe drive just for my games. I wasn't taking any chances there. And the monitors? Three of them! I set them up like a cockpit so I could really get into the game, whether I was playing an RPG, streaming, or just keeping up with chat and stats.

I had this whole thing planned out in my head. Hours spent streaming, talking to viewers, building a community. I saw myself as more than just a gamer. I wanted to be a content creator that people knew.

But here's the reality: I haven’t streamed even once. Not even a little bit! I couldn't even get started.

The reason? The internet, of course.

Out here in Botswana, good internet is not easy to find. Some days, it felt like I was trying to catch smoke. On the worst days, my internet speed would drop to 0.98kbps. Seriously, it was slower than watching paint dry!

On good days—if you could even call them that—it might hit 1 megabit per second. And if I was really lucky, and no one else was using the internet, I might see 5 Mbps. Still super slow for any kind of decent streaming.

My gaming PC could handle anything. It was a beast. But the internet? That was the problem. It was holding everything back.

I’d turn on my PC, start up the streaming software, and just stare at the loading icon. Or the buffering symbol. Or even worse, the Connection Lost message. Lag would kick me out of games and stop me from talking with anyone, totally stopping me from building the community I wanted. It was super annoying.

I kept wondering, how did things get to this point? How could I have all this power in my PC, but be held back by something you can't even see?

Was it my fault? Was I expecting too much? Was my dream too big for where I live?

Every loading wheel was like a reminder that my dream was only halfway real. The internet was preventing me from doing what I wanted to do.

 

If you enjoy my content and want to support my journey, feel free to donate at paypal.me/buyme401. Thank you!

Clicks, Hustles & Crisps: My Life Between TikToks and Trying to Pay Rent (Series)

I Signed Up for 5 ‘Lazy’ Money Apps in One Night—Here’s What Happened by Morning

 

Tuesday, 11:47 PM. 

The house was quiet. My son was finally asleep, my wife had tapped out after one too many TikToks, and I was staring at the couch’s dusty outline, phone in one hand, leftover chips in the other, and the thought of money trickling in while I lie flat was too loud to ignore. No boss. No meetings. Just a light glow and the soft crunch of a chip, the fantasy of passive income draping over me like a blanket.

At precisely 11:47, I tossed the crumbs aside, opened a new tab, and typed the sacred query: "lazy ways to make money online."

The rabbit hole opened wider than my son’s mouth during a tantrum.

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The Setup: My Arsenal of Hustle

Before I walk you through the neon bait I clicked on, here’s the war room I was working with:

Phone: Android, mid-range, screen slightly cracked at the corner like my patience  
Internet: Three bars if the moon was in the right position, courtesy of an overworked mobile hotspot  
Wallet: Empty. Emotionally and financially  
Mindset: Desperate but slightly drunk on ambition  

I needed apps that wouldn’t ask me to be a genius, just to be here. I wanted no quizzes, no resumes, no long reach-for-the-sky lectures. I wanted to quietly glow green while I scrubbed the kitchen or half-listened to a podcast. I wanted programs that wouldn’t judge me for dad life, TikTok life, or being broke life.  

So I chose five, scrolled fast, and hit download.

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1. Honeygain – “Share your internet and we’ll slip you pocket change.”**  

I loved the vibe. Let the app run, slip my wallet loose, and rack up dollars overnight. Internet calories burned, profit earned.  

I was in.  

Reality:

* Downloaded.  

* Logged my debut hour: earned 0.01 USD.  

* Home Wi-Fi turned into molasses.  

* Junior’s YouTube ate its own buffering tail on Cocomelon.  

* Spouse narrowed eyes and pointed. Fair.  

Verdict:

Yes, the meter ticks. No, the speed sinks. If your download’s already wheezing up the stairs, steer clear. Sweet gig for fiber folks. Meantime, I’m on starry-eyed wish lists.  

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2. TimeBucks – “Watch junk, fill in boxes, pretend you’re working.”**  

They promised I could pocket change for scrolling memes, so I dropped the click like I was launching a crypto coin.  

Reality: 

* Home screen flashed like a 2009 time capsule.  

* Surveys either timed out or rerouted me to “Get a green card, amigo.”  

* Ad views spat out 0.002 cents like a vending machine on a diet.  

* Longest purse I ever carried: 40 minutes for 10 cents.  

Verdict:  

It’s real, but the clock ticks louder than the payout. Filling a pool with a teaspoon? I’m already soggy.

Better suited for insomniacs or anyone who wants to feel productive while actually stalling.

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3. Swagbucks – “Do stuff you already do and earn points!”**

This one looked promising. I already shop, search, and fill out surveys when I’m stalling on bigger tasks.

Reality:

* Got booted from surveys for being “too exotic” apparently. Never knew Botswana was a deal-breaker.

* Points feel like Monopoly money. I can’t tell if I’m winning.

* Most offers assume you pay for delivery from Kentucky.

Verdict:

Unless your VPN can convince the Internet you’re sipping sweet tea stateside, you’re better off scrolling your feed.

Swag, sure. Bucks, nowhere near enough.

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4. ClipClaps – “Watch funny videos and earn.”

Think TikTok, but the algorithm occasionally hands you quarters. I’m here for it.

Reality:

* App is surprisingly good. I already want to adopt the duck with sunglasses.

* Coins pour in like a good meme, then slam the brakes like a distant text bubble.

* Random wheel spins and slot mini-games feel like they want my soul.

* Cash out is turtle speed unless you can make a small army of friends use your link.

Verdict:

Great for noise while I fold laundry. Okay for pocket change if you’re chill. Amazing if you can turn your whole group chat into a referral machine.

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5. Remotasks – “AI needs humans to teach it. Get paid to be that human.”**

Couldn’t resist that line. Teach machines to know what they’re staring at? Seemed as easy as breathing.  

Reality:  

* Onboarding went longer than they bragged; every “quick” video added another twenty minutes.  

* The task tracker looked like a spaceship control panel.  

* I clicked so many tiny boxes that the edges of my vision dimmed.  

* Pay per task is decent, but it takes a metric ton of clicking to see it.  

Verdict:  

Definitely not “money for nothing.” You’re trading hours for data points.  

Still, it sharpens your eye for detail, and it’s a baby step into the freelancing jungle.  

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By 4AM...  

I was wedged between yesterday’s pizza and the cat, eyes like crust, swapping screen light for cold, dark light.  

Final check: earnings across all five platforms?  
 

$0.61 USD.  

Couldn’t buy a cup of coffee.  

But it felt like the first raindrop before the storm.

 So, What Would I Actually Recommend?

If you’re in Botswana, stuck on a cheap data plan, and want a little side hustle that won’t eat your bandwidth:  

✅ Honeygain (provided you can snag a solid, uncapped Wi-Fi connection)

✅ ClipClaps—it’s goofy, it’s brief, and it’ll throw coins your way

✅ Remotasks—it’s actual work, but it can pay decent if you’re focused

Skip: TimeBucks unless you’re killing time in the waiting room. Swagbucks is a dead end if you’re not in the U.S.  

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What I Learned  

* You’ll never find pure passive income unless you’re the Wi-Fi landlord, and I’m not.
* Apps often forget that Africa exists—play with them, don’t treat them like gospel.  
* Your time is a currency. $0.10 for an hour isn’t lazy money; it’s a pay cut in disguise.  

At least I’ve got a short-list of time-wasters I can delete.  

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Next Week:  

I’ll try to stuff a lunchbox my son will actually eat—and discover I’m packing the wrong stuff, again.  

Top 5 Anime for Beginners That Will Hook You Instantly – You’ll Be Binge-Watching by Tonight

Top 5 Beginner-Friendly Anime to Start Your Anime Journey – You’ll Be Hooked Instantly!

Are you new to anime and unsure where to start? Don’t worry—we’ve got you covered! Anime is a vast and diverse world with something for everyone, but it can feel overwhelming at first. That’s why we’ve curated a list of the top 5 beginner-friendly anime that are easy to get into and impossible to stop watching. By the end of this list, you’ll be ready to grab some snacks, cozy up, and dive into the exciting world of anime!  

 1. My Hero Academia

If you’re a fan of superheroes, My Hero Academia is the perfect starting point. Set in a world where almost everyone has superpowers (called "quirks"), it follows Izuku Midoriya, a boy born without powers who dreams of becoming a hero. With epic battles, lovable characters, and a story about perseverance and never giving up, this anime is action-packed and full of heart. You’ll be rooting for the heroes in no time!  

2. Attack on Titan 

For those who love intense, edge-of-your-seat storytelling, Attack on Titan is a must-watch. It follows humanity’s fight for survival against giant human-eating monsters called Titans. The series is packed with jaw-dropping twists, complex characters, and thought-provoking themes. Warning: once you start, you won’t be able to stop!  

 3. Death Note

If you enjoy thrillers and mind games, Death Note is the anime for you. It follows Light Yagami, a brilliant high school student who discovers a mysterious notebook that can kill anyone whose name is written in it. What unfolds is a gripping cat-and-mouse game between Light and a genius detective known as L. Dark, suspenseful, and full of moral dilemmas, this anime will keep you guessing until the very end.  

 4. Spirited Away 

Not ready to commit to a full series? Start with a movie! Spirited Away is a masterpiece by Studio Ghibli and one of the most beloved anime films of all time. It tells the story of Chihiro, a young girl who gets trapped in a magical world of spirits and must work in a bathhouse to save her parents. With stunning animation, a magical story, and universal appeal, this film is perfect for all ages.  

5. Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

Often hailed as one of the greatest anime of all time, Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood is a must-watch. It follows brothers Edward and Alphonse Elric, who use alchemy to try and bring their mother back to life, only for things to go terribly wrong. The series is packed with action, emotion, and deep themes like family, sacrifice, and redemption. It’s a complete story that will leave you feeling satisfied and wanting more.  

Why These Anime Are Perfect for Beginners  

These anime are ideal for beginners because they’re easy to follow, universally appealing, and incredibly engaging. Whether you’re into action, mystery, or heartfelt stories, there’s something here for you. Plus, they’re all available on popular streaming platforms like Netflix, Crunchyroll, and Hulu, so you can start watching right away.  

Ready to Dive Into the World of Anime?  

Anime is more than just cartoons—it’s a medium that offers amazing stories, unforgettable characters, and emotions that stay with you long after the screen goes dark. So grab your popcorn, pick one of these anime, and get ready to binge-watch your way into the world of anime. Trust us, you’ll be hooked by tonight!  

What are you waiting for? Start watching and let us know which one you loved the most in the comments below!   

My Experiment with the Skinny Witch T-Shirt Revealed a Shocking Truth

The Skinny Witch T-Shirt Experiment: A Haunting Tale of Power and Peril

It all started with an unmarked package at my doorstep. Inside, I found a black T-shirt with a chilling design: a tall, slender witch clutching a glowing hatchet, her eyes piercing as if they could see into my soul. The tag bore a cryptic warning: *"Skinny Witch T-Shirt – Wear at Your Own Risk."* Intrigued, I decided to put it on.  

At first, nothing happened. But as dusk fell, the shirt began to stir. The witch’s eyes flickered faintly, and the hatchet gleamed under the moonlight. That night, I had a vivid dream of a shadowy forest, mist curling around my feet. The Skinny Witch stood among the trees, her gaze locked on me. She whispered words I couldn’t understand, yet they sent chills down my spine.  

By morning, I noticed something was different. My reflection showed sharper features, a more confident stance, and eyes that glowed faintly—just like hers. Stranger still, people began to avoid me, stuttering in my presence or crossing the street to escape my path. The shirt had given me a sliver of her power—an aura of menace and mystery.  

Then came the horrifying realization: I couldn’t remove the shirt. It clung to me, unyielding, as if fused to my skin. Desperate for answers, I stumbled upon a story eerily similar to mine: My Experiment with the Skinny Witch T-Shirt Revealed a Shocking Truth🤣🤣Merch Store). The author warned that the shirt was no ordinary garment—it was a gateway to something dark and ancient.  

Now, the whispers grow louder each night. The Skinny Witch’s presence looms closer, her influence seeping into my mind. I don’t know how much longer I can resist. One thing is certain: this experiment has unveiled a truth I was never meant to know.  

Dare to uncover the full story? Watch the chilling video on [YouTube]. But beware: once you slip on the Skinny Witch T-Shirt, there’s no escape.  

Contra: A Blast from the Past with SkinnyHatchet

 Hey, gamers!, taking you on a wild ride through the raddest video game ever – Contra! It's like a blast from the past, and I couldn't resist diving back into this pixelated paradise. So buckle up for a funky trip down memory lane as we talk about the game that made the 80s and 90s oh-so-awesome!

The Genesis of Contra:
So for those that dont know, Konami droped a bomb on the gaming world – Contra! This game wasn't just cool; it was cooler than your grandma's home cooked meal. Picture this: two commandos, Bill and Lance, on a mission to take down the bad guys from the Red Falcon Organization. What makes it epic? You can tag in a friend for some killer co-op action!

So, I was browsing in the internet for my next challenge and i spotted gold and with that my current challenge had to take a backseat, hit play, and voila – the iconic Contra music filled the room! The graphics were a blast from the past, but man, it felt like meeting an old buddy when I grabbed my keyboard(still trying to figure out the buttons). Simple yet awesome – just the way we loved it back in the day.

The Insane Gameplay:
Contra is the OG of non-stop action. From the get-go, enemies swarm you like they're auditioning for the "Best Bad Guys" award. Jump, dodge, and shoot – it's like a dance party, but with more explosions. And let's talk about the difficulty – it's the real deal. You get a handful of lives, mess up, and you're back to square one. 

Boss Brawls and Power-Up Parties:
Boss fights in Contra are like facing off against Godzilla – only cooler. They take up the entire screen, and conquering them feels like winning the gaming Olympics. Now, let's talk power-ups – Spread Gun, Flame Thrower, Rapid Fire – they're like the VIP passes to awesomeness. You grab one, and suddenly, you're the Terminator of the pixelated world.

The Contra Craze:
Contra isn't just a game; it's a cultural phenomenon. Characters like Bill and Lance, the secret Konami Code – they're like the rockstars of the gaming world. Even if you're not a hardcore gamer, you've probably heard whispers about Contra. It's like the cool kid everyone wanted to be friends with.

Why Contra Still Rules:
Going to be streaming soon, to try and complete is live because it made me realize why it's still the boss. It's not just a game; it's a time machine that takes you back to the golden era of gaming. When life was simple, and games were all about fun and a bit of challenge. Contra is like a classic song; it never gets old. Whether you're a pro gamer or just looking for some retro kicks, Contra delivers the smiles.

Conclusion:
And there you have it – my wild ride with Contra. It's not just a game; it's a reunion with the good times. For those of us who rocked the 80s and 90s, Contra is a high-five to the past. It's not about graphics and controls; it's about the memories we made. Contra is like that funky dance you do when nobody's watching – it never goes out of style. So, grab your controller or keyboard, hit play, and let the Contra magic take you back to the days when gaming was all about fun, challenge, and a sprinkle of pixelated nostalgia! see link and experience for yourself contra.

Fortnite Chapter 5 of Fortnite Battle Royale Update

Hey there, fellow Fortnite fans! Skinnyhatchett here. Chapter 5 of Fortnite Battle Royale is here, and it’s brought with it a brand new Island with a variety of biomes. The Society is the new villainous group in this chapter, and they’ve taken Peely captive.

Join “The Underground” to take down The Society’s bosses, including Valeria, the most notorious one. To aid you in your mission, use the Island’s train to travel to different parts of the Island, modify your weapons, and use a “Ballistic Shield” while shooting a pistol. 

The biomes include the chaparral biome in the west, the boreal forest in the northwest, the grassland biome in the center, and the boreal tundra and boreal snow biomes in the east. The Hazy Hillside Village and Grand Glacier Hotel are located in the boreal tundra and boreal snow biomes. The boreal forest and boreal tundra are covered in snow fitting for the upcoming Winterfest 2023.

In Chapter 5 of Fortnite Battle Royale, players can defeat five bosses: Oscar, Nisha, Montague, Valeria, and Peter Griffin from Family Guy. Each boss drops a Society Medallion upon defeat. Keep a Medallion in your inventory to regenerate your Shield over time. The more Society Medallions you have, the more precise the radius of your exact location on opponents’ maps.

The Grandeur Trailsmasher SUV is a new addition to the game that allows players to explore the Island off-road. It’s a luxury ride that lets you forget the beaten path and be above it.

“Cars” is a new section in players’ Lockers. Players can customize their cars with Car Bodies, Decals, and Wheels. All players have the OEM Wheels from Rocket League in their Locker right now. With a Car Body and Wheels, players have all they need for a Car. Car Bodies, Decals, and Wheels grant no competitive advantage. Once players have assembled a car, they can enter a Sports Car in Fortnite Battle Royale or an applicable creator-made island, and watch it turn into their equipped Car.

Rocket League fans will be happy to know that the Octane, Cyclone, Jäger 619, and Lamborghini Huracán STO Car Bodies from Rocket League are also available in Fortnite. Just make sure you’re playing Fortnite with the same Epic Games account you use to play Rocket League. You may also own certain Decals and Wheels from Rocket League in Fortnite.

Car Bodies will soon be available in the Fortnite Shop via bundles that include other Car items. There’s also a Car Body in the Battle Pass called Scorpion, which has unlockable Decals for its exterior.

The Ballistic Shield is a new weapon in Chapter 5 that includes a pistol. It has infinite health, but it can only withstand so much damage before it’ll temporarily be knocked from in front of you. The shield itself is also a weapon — charge into enemies to deal damage and knock them back. If your enemies are hiding, charge into a building piece to wear it down and make your unwelcome entry.

Chapter 5 also brings you a new suite of SMGs, ARs, and more. The new weapons include the Hammer Pump Shotgun, Frenzy Auto Shotgun, Nemesis AR, Striker AR, Thunder Burst SMG, Hyper SMG, Reaper Sniper Rifle, and Ranger Pistol.

I hope this helps you get started on your Chapter 5 journey. Have fun exploring the new Island and taking down The Society’s bosses!

Source: Join the Fight in Fortnite BR Chapter 5 Season 1: Underground!

Toxic Gamers and How to deal with them

Hey there! I’m glad you’re here. I’m skinnyhatchett, and I’m a casual gamer just like you. I know how it feels to be a noob/NPC/BOT and get bullied by toxic gamers. It’s like being a banana in a fruit basket full of rotten apples. But don’t worry, I’ve got some tips to help you deal with these bullies.

First things first, remember that toxic gamers are like mosquitoes. They’re annoying, but they can’t hurt you if you don’t let them. So, don’t engage with them. Instead, try to befriend them. Offer them a virtual banana or a slice of pizza. You’ll be surprised how quickly they’ll change their tune.

Secondly, surround yourself with positive people. Join a community of like-minded individuals who share your interests. It’s like finding a bunch of ripe bananas in a fruit basket full of rotten apples. You’ll feel safe and protected, and you’ll have a lot of fun.

Lastly, if all else fails, report them. It’s like calling the exterminator to get rid of the mosquitoes. Most online gaming platforms have reporting systems in place specifically designed to address harassment and abusive conduct. By reporting these individuals, you’ll be helping to create a safer environment for all players. And guess what? Fortnite has recently introduced a new feature called Voice Reporting. This feature allows players to submit audio evidence when reporting suspected violations of the game’s community rules. It’s like having a mosquito zapper for toxic gamers. With this feature, players can report inappropriate conduct happening in voice chat, and Epic Games can take action against players using voice chat to bully, harass, discriminate, or engage in other inappropriate behavior. The feature is available to all Fortnite players, and it is a step towards making the game a safer and more enjoyable experience for everyone. See more at Introducing Voice Reporting in Fortnite. 

I hope these tips help you deal with toxic gamers and make your gaming experience more enjoyable. Let me know if you have any other questions!

Now, if you want to learn more about how to deal with toxic gamers, or if you just want to hang out with me, you can follow me on the following links:

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I hope you found this helpful. Remember, you’re a banana, and bananas are awesome!