The closest I ever came to suicide was when I was unemployed, living with my parents, and had about $150 left in my bank account. I was too embarrassed to ask for money, and too ashamed to even ask for a loan. My parents would not have judged me at all, but I was too proud to admit I had no money. Capitalism had me conditioned to believe that if I wasn’t productive I wasn’t worth keeping alive. Never again.

Since when did every little kid have a suit? I never knew anyone with one when I was a kid

I had a DeLorean for a few years. The amount of attention it got made me never want to drive it. The constant Back to the Future jokes will drive you insane