Poor: Bro, I’m broke. My wallet is so empty it echoes.
Rich: Echoes? Mine has Wi-Fi.
Poor: …Wi-Fi?
Rich: Yeah, so it can connect to my other wallets.
Poor: I hate you.
Rich: Nah, you love me. That’s why you hang out with me.
Poor: No, I hang out with you because you buy the fries.
Rich: And you eat 90% of them.
Poor: Sharing is caring.
Rich: You “share” my fries the way pirates “share” treasure.
Poor: At least I don’t have your rich-people problems.
Rich: Like what?
Poor: Like having to choose which sports car to drive. My “choice” is bus or walking.
Rich: That’s exercise! Free gym!
Poor: And free rain shower when it rains.
Rich: Fine, I’ll drive you next time.
Poor: In which car?
Rich: The gold one.
Poor: You have a gold car?!
Rich: No, it’s just yellow. But it feels gold when I drive it.
Poor: …You’re lucky I like free rides.
Rich: And fries.
Poor: And your air-conditioned life.
Rich: And my Wi-Fi wallet.
Poor: I swear one day I’m stealing that thing.
