oh look my poor Australian friend has to drive from central coast to Sydney to be a slave to the banks to pay his bills.
he has no money for breakfast. Yet I’m in my bed relaxing listening to music. For me money grows on trees so I sent him money to have a nice breakfast.
let me guess, your getting up now too, to be a slave to the banks,. Would you like me to buy you a coffee? I have no schedule I can wake up whenever I want . I’m not a slave to society that dictates when I need to wake up and to work.
