Okay, drop me a line and I’ll give you my address!
You’re a bigshot, right? Big spender? You won’t miss a grand or so at all? In the name of friendship and peace? Nah, that’s pocket change for you!
Listen, bigshot, right now I have to go. Little quiet time with my wife. You can understand. We were married almost 30 years ago, a small ceremony, before our family, our friends, our God. Holy Matrimony, they call it. Priceless, my friend. Inexpensive, but priceless.
But you can...I don’t know...well, you could go write yours a check, couldn’t you?
Ok, I'm just going to ignore the jabs. Any man who's been married for 30 years is doing something right. Congratulations.