I traded a wife and 2.3 kids for a comfortable abode in the ghetto. I have enough money not to worry about clipping coupons. The neighbors provide plenty of entertainment when Tv is a worthless investment. I see the village idiot just walked by heading for his group therapy. The government kept his 2 bedroom home nice and toasty for him this winter.
Netflix is sending me Dr. Zhivago next month. Whoopy! life is good considering I owe tens of thousands of dollars for when I was homeless, without an address and liable to pay taxes... Tell me, what do tax dollars do? I just don't get it?!
All I know is, you kids better figure out how to get on the dole, I would have never lifted a finger to contribute knowing what I know now.