What was your most blatant "I've got money" comment...

I thought it was Pablo who did. Regardless, that takes the take.

 

One time after the 52nd time my POS probe broke down, I got out of the car, handed the pink slip to the tow truck driver and walked back home. Popped my collar two steps away from the car and everything.

 

I am surprised he did not hit you up for another $50!!!

 

I forgot to mention that he chased me downt the street shouting he didnt want it..

 

Its a good thing he is already dead. He has killed for less than that.

 

Yep. It is amazing what the Black Card can do for you.

Once at a club called Toung and Grove in Atlanta I was walking to the entrance and once I got to the bouncer he asked for ID. I got out my wallet and had to fish my ID from behind my AMEX. He saw that and asked "Ok who here is with you, sir?" I got about 10 people I did not even know in instantly and on the house!!!

Such fun!!!

 

Sometimes, when I want to impress complete strangers as I park my Chrysler K car, I spend some real money. First I approach the parking meter with a smooth half-tango step, then, with a flourish of change and a crisp delivery, I slowly start to feed the meter. People stop walking and stare when the ninth quarter goes in and the needle is pegged to the limit. Slowly I take out the tenth - and superfluous - quarter (we’re talking TWENTY FIVE REAL ONES ) and in the ensuing hush that always accompanies successful public conspicuous consumption, I push the glistening nickel/copper sandwich into the machine. The gears grind, the needle quivers impotently, the street inhales, and then, just as the tension peaks, I slowly spin on my heel and walk, no stroll, away from the car and the meter, and towards the park bench that is known as my ‘other’ residence.

The look on their faces! Strong men gasp, mink clad women swoon, City parking officials glow. Me? I ignore all the attention; I just wrap another layer of the Wall Street Journal around my torso and settle in for a snooze as the snow starts to fall.


TOP THAT!! (and don't ask about the exchange rate.....)

 

LOL

Thats bad!! Thats almost as bad as Wax's first class stamp antics mentioned previously in this thread!

 

Seems like everyone has a LV logo bag around here, and I live a economic challenged region.

 

Kram - you missed your true calling in life. LOL!

 

Probably about 98% of the LV bags out there are fake.

 

! Brilliant!!!

But in all seriousness (if that is possible ), that was really well written

 

Would have no clue.

 

Yeah, it's actually one of those big up-and-coming problems. I've read that smuggling counterfit handbags can actually be more profitable than cocaine. A lot of the money winds up financing terrorists, drug lords, and insurrections. Plus the designers are really hurting from it. On the upside, its forcing quicker product launches and more complicated designs in order to stay a step ahead of the copycats. On the downside, every housekeeper in East LA has a "Louis Vuitton" bag, so anybody that buys the real thing loses exclusivity.

 

Yeah but you can't snort a handbag...

Billy

 

Very true.

 

LOL, great post!

 

Could look at it the other way...anyone that buys the real thing has what people really desired.

 

Can't you Billy, can't you????

Oh, uh...I guess ya can't. Nevermind.

 

Along those lines, check out this "ad" for the Dodge Aries:
http://www.racingdentist.com/images/Videos/88dodgesaires.asf



Mike

 

Lol!

 

So I was standing in line to buy a root beer, and the woman says, "that'll be $1", and i say, "Sure, and I hand her a $20 bill". I felt the big man on campus... especially after I got my $19

 

My old lady was buying me a Ferrari, and I told the salesman "Paint my last name on the brake calipers and I'll kick in another hundy out of my own pocket."

 

Walked into the bank and the teller asked me how much I wanted to withdraw from my account, to which I replied:

"I've got money?"