You should know by now that you and I aren't the same. I live a glamorous life filled with parties, dinners out, spa days with hot friends, and spending your money. You, on the contrary, are a wage slave: you work all day, all night, just to take home money to spend on hot brats like myself. How pathetic can you get? Let's compare my life to yours. Let me tell you exactly how luxurious, how wonderful, how perfect my life is while I share exactly what I think of you and your pathetic, loser, existence. After all, you only seek out "paypig humiliation" because you know that you should be made fun of for how desperate you are to send your cash.
