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I can't be as critical as the others; bet they're just bitter because they've been dumped for being poor. It hurts, believe me... seeing your woman look at you with shame and resentment for not making her childhood fairy-tale dreams come true. They look at you and see that sad saddle-bag of debt you have to carry around, and then trudge off into the sunset, your heart in hand.
I'm so turning gay. Or maybe escorts.. hmm.