My dear, it's time for you to get a second, maybe a third job. What you earn hard isn't enough for my voracious appetite. Every month you totally donate your salary to me, leaving you without a penny in your pocket, to maintain my lifestyle: waking up at noon and eating food from the best restaurants in town all day, every day.
But for my appetite what you earn is not enough, so you have to work harder!
Look at you, you've become skin and bones now. You only drink tap water and eat leftover dry bread. While I'm getting fatter and healthier, you're starving. Funny, isn't it? But that... Show more