<p>One time my for my birthday, I asked for a 5 Series. My father, being the retard that he is, bought me a 7. I totaled that the next day and he bought me the 5 later on that day. </p>
<p>Also, one time, my father gave me two fifty dollar bills instead of a single hundred for my breakfast. I burned the two fifties in front of him. DO I LOOK LIKE I AM WORTH FIFTY DOLLARS BILLS!?</p>
<p>SRSLY!??!?! Where did they even get those $50 bills!??! They must have rummaged through, like, a trash can, outside one of those poor people house's.. I think they call them McMansions?</p>
<p>I've never heard of this "instant noodle" thing you keep talking about... please explain it to me? One time, I went to this seminar that I guess poor people go to all the time, it was this thing at Harvard called a "lecture," i think, and they kept talking about all these silly, trivial poor people issues.. bleh.</p>
<p>edit - Although, I'm still pretty convinced that poor people don't exist...</p>
<p>A hot public school girl wanted to have sex with me in the backseat of my A6 today. I didn’t respond because I don’t talk to public school kids. Win?</p>