Crosmando: I'm sick of all the poor people who keep complaining and wanting sales.
I'd like to interject real quick on this!
*waves arms to be noticed from atop the high horse
Firstly, I don't really see anyone complaining. I hear a bunch of people excited at the prospect of a sale.
*notices Crosmando beginning to glare. Fears being crushed by Crosmando's enormous wallet. Tries to be brave and presses on.
Secondly, "poor people" aren't the only people who value a sale. People with money who want to make wise financial decisions dig them too.
*Crosmando's mighty stead snorts. Fire, cash and gold dust spew forth from the flared equine nostrils. A baby's cry can be heard in the distance. Fear becomes overwhelming. A decision to wrap this up quickly is made.
Now I'm not going to launch into the "fool and his money are soon parted" rhetoric, but rather let you get back to it.
*Backs away with hands in the air to signal submission. Gets back in gruel line with the other destitute filth.