My wallet’s stuffed with more condoms than cash — three sad, limp singles and enough latex to personally sponsor a CDC poster.
I hit up the gentlemen’s club for lunch like I’m closing deals… if those deals involved ham sandwiches, light beer, and eye contact so intense it qualifies as a spiritual awakening.
I pay for my food with a credit card — because nothing says “refined adult” like financing deli meat in a room that smells like vanilla body spray and broken dreams.
The singles? Oh, those are for the real heroes — the talented ladies who laugh at my dad jokes like I’m actually funny, and not just the only guy eating pastrami at a pole.
I like to think I’m helping them pay for college — or at least upgrade to the premium Netflix plan and maybe buy a textbook they’ll only use as a laptop stand.
Honestly, I’m not just having lunch. I’m investing in America’s future. One glitter-covered dollar at a time.
I hit up the gentlemen’s club for lunch like I’m closing deals… if those deals involved ham sandwiches, light beer, and eye contact so intense it qualifies as a spiritual awakening.
I pay for my food with a credit card — because nothing says “refined adult” like financing deli meat in a room that smells like vanilla body spray and broken dreams.
The singles? Oh, those are for the real heroes — the talented ladies who laugh at my dad jokes like I’m actually funny, and not just the only guy eating pastrami at a pole.
I like to think I’m helping them pay for college — or at least upgrade to the premium Netflix plan and maybe buy a textbook they’ll only use as a laptop stand.
Honestly, I’m not just having lunch. I’m investing in America’s future. One glitter-covered dollar at a time.