Just the other day I was calling friends cajoling them to get some tees to help me get to an order of 12 for an American Apparel discount, and then I learn that you have dirty French men fighting tooth and nail to buy the Buggati Veyron (of course men this rich do not fight, that was a figure of speech, men of their stature usually send their valets to duals).
Something is wrong when you have 90% of the people worrying about gas prices and food inflation, while you got a few 100 worried about whether they made the list for this exclusive car.
By any stretch of the imagination this is a great car. Coveted Hermes treated leather, with their secret French stitching, adorn these seats. And of course there is that 1001 horsepower monster powering the whip. A bit much, and probably unnecessary, and that is what I have learned from being around people that are wealthy; it is the unnecessary that gives them joy.
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iamrichbitch // August 30, 2008 at 5:03 am
You are a poor commoner!!! Shut the F**K UP!!! Don’t talk about what you don’t know! My gas bill is more than the clothes you buy.