Must You?

Must you behave like brain-jacked idiots? Every damn day? Hey General Patreus, why don't "they" like me rummaging through my homeless Ralph's cart? A nearly four hundred billion dollar ($400,000,000,000) equity fund manager looking at me? Where? Not Starbucks, baby. The library, I think. That's a lot of zeroes, mother*&#ker! That's Howard Sr.-sized money, son. Who am I?


Don't all talk at once.


As for a potential big-time Google exec necking with her girlfriend in front of Starbucks, and me, that's just oh so California, is it not?


May I go barf now? I'm a regular guy from the Midwest.


New Slogan: "When you cannot pronounce the fund manager's name, it's time for a French class," right Sarkozy? Right!