You can make fun of me all you want, but at the end of the day, I live a comfortable, relatively stress free life. I have never missed dinner. I am at a healthy bmi. I am smarter than you. I am better looking than you. I can run faster than you. I’m funnier than you. I’m inherently more talented than you. I have a seven inch d*** that thinks its half my age. I have a brand new car. I’m comfortable in my skin. I have all the entertainment and knowledge I could ever want at my fingertips. I have all the hippy drugs I could ever want. And b*********** girls stare at me like I’m a steak dinner when I go out in basketball shorts and a t shirt. My life sure is tragic buddy, let me tell you.