Hey, someone has to be unemployed around here. For the record, though, I'm a kept man. I just thought it might be novel to buy a gift for my shuga momma using money that wasn't hers to begin with. heh heh heh.
Wow, I didn't even think I'd been all that rude to you buns. Talk about needing a therapist. Luckily, I'm a bum with bleak prospects. I guess that depends on what you consider "prospects." After all, my wife and I own the house in which we live, drive nice cars, are well educated, etc. etc. etc. Hey, life in Southern California is bleak and unwelcoming.
Anyhow, I tell you what, if it helps you to get out your agressions on a poor college kid like myself, go for it.