It’s kinda like a ‘Rags to Riches’ story.
Except by the end, I barely got to keep my polyester britches…
Ironically, this story, which took place during my freshman year of college, probably could have been shortened to “One time, I saw a lot of money.”
But where’s the fun in that? Why say it in 8 words when ~3600 will get the job done just as well?
You Can’t Spell ‘Prison’ Without ‘Son’, Now Can You, Dad?
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It’s like they always say: You really put the “son” in “prison”…
This Is My Reward For Handling Your Dirty Money, Old Man?!?
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Me: “OMG, we’re rich now!”
Dad: “What’s this ‘we’ stuff, Kemosabe…?”
Great News, You Get To Be The Family Fall Guy!
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Well, this is a crap deal. You get the loot while I get looted…
Content created on: During the colder parts of 1999-2000.
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