
Power Moves & Pickup Trucks: When the Drama Drives Itself…
There I was, sipping tea and minding my own business, when the unmistakable rumble of ego on four wheels rolled into view. Bully had arrived – not with words, or grace or anything resembling decency – but with chrome, horsepower and the smug silence of someone who thinks showing up in a brand new truck is a flex. Spoiler alert: it was.
But not the kind he was hoping for. Because in the world of Under the Will, Over the Drama, we know exactly what these moments mean. It’s not just about a truck – it’s a declaration.
A visual press release that says, ‘Look how well I’m doing while I ignore your emails, dodge responsibility and treat inheritance like a game of Monopoly I rigged in childhood.’
But here’s what he doesn’t get: I don’t need a new truck to make an impact. I’ve got a blog, a pen and a front-row seat to the most bizarre inheritance theatre rural Ireland has seen since someone tried to store turf in a sauna.
So roll on, Bully. Flash the wheels, rev the engine and pretend you’re winning. Meanwhile, I’m over here stacking receipts, turning drama into content and smiling.
Lesson of the Day:
Some people arrive in shiny new trucks with dull souls. Don’t be fooled by horsepower – spiritual growth isn’t measured in mileage.

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