Over the weekend, I discovered the quintessential proof that many Americans have too much disposable income. I rest my case.
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That’s sad. Not sad “boo hoo”, but sad like, “I need to punch someone in the neck and maybe Ill feel better about someone buying a $15.00 mango slicer”.
This is where I tell you my ex has one.