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You come to me, your close friend, and tell me that you just don’t feel that “buzz” in life anymore. You tell me that you want to do something that makes you feel alive again. Of course , being the wonderful friend I am, I remember all the times you felt a “buzz” in your pants when you were financially giving to me… be it shopping trips, food trips, or just a day out with me. Obviously, my decision is to tell you that the only thing that can make you feel alive again is if you become my financial slave… I think you’d agree that as a friend I know what’s best for you, right? And if you disagree… well, it would put an awful strain on our relationship… you don’t want that, do you?