Would you let me take you to a high-end buffet for Sunday brunch in Las Vegas and we get fucked up on mimosas, eating lobster omelette and other absurdly expensive food?
For some reason I feel this is directed at me.
NOOOOOOOOOOO!
I like my stuff. I gots lots of stuff. Piled everywhere. It would take more than 1 day even get through 1 building lol.
WYLM store a classic muscle car in your garage for the winter if I paid you 100 bucks a month?