Hey loser. Enjoying the view? Well, get used to it, because you're going to sit there in complete silence while I fill up my shopping cart on one of my favorite clothing sites. After I'm done shopping, guess what? You're going to hand your card over to me and pay for all of it! Oh, and one more thing: I'm really gassy. So you'll have to sniff them all up the whole time, too. Don't like it? I don't care. I give literally no fucks about you at all, and I show it by ignoring you throughout the entire clip besides the very beginning and very end. I'm just minding my own business, letting out rank, toxic farts while you pathetically inhale each one, desperate to touch me, desperate for my attention, but I give you none. You're nothing but a wallet to be used by me! Isn't that great to finally realize? Actually, I think I might keep shopping on a different site now. And no, you can't have your credit card back. It's mine now.