I know what you want to do every time you see me. Every time you look at me, you feel compelled to get your wallet out. Seeing me makes you need to spend. You are a Kendi addict and a financial slave in thrall of my powerful greed. All the parts of me that make you weak get you aching to spend. Splurge. Splash out and buy me expensive things, and shower me with enough cash to ensure a life of luxury and opulence. You yearn for it.