No I'm not 36, it just seemed like a proper year 1969.
I'm actually 20, and I'm not rich either.
I just deal with a lot of
inheritence rich boys in my line of work, and I hate them.
I work 50 hour weeks to make ends meet, and these guys are driving porches and beemers cause their daddy's worked hard. (just a little bit of work frustration comming out, sorry)
You guys are all cool though