For the benefit of your future endeavors, I thought I’d impart some knowledge to you.
If you’re going to ask me for money to buy you and your pregnant fiancée breakfast at McDonald’s, please make sure she is not smoking in the background.
Also, you would be wise to come up with an alternate opening line. For some reason, the words “Excuse me, ma’am, I just got out of jail and they only gave me slop to eat for days,” just really doesn’t do much to endear you to me.
There is a reason I never carry cash on me.
YOU are that reason.
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