“I don’t want to be rich and famous for the money or for the fame. I want to be rich and famous so that everyone who bullied and made fun of me can watch me on T.V. and in magazines and slowly feel their hearts crumble away because I’m successful and they aren’t.”—A Bittersweet Speaker
Today while relaxing at Starbucks and escaping the deadly sun, I was playing PlagueInc. on my iPhone. About ten minutes after I arrived, a woman, about 20, walked in wearing the most revealing dress (showing everything but her nipples.) She was more than attractive. So she walked by and just about every male (and even one female) were staring at her. I could practically read everybody’s thoughts. But of course, to my ego’s delight, she sat next to me. I felt like I should of been in a GQ article. Thank you Starbucks for this wonderful afternoon.