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think the audacity selling term papers on my turf that's an honor code offense I need the money we all need the money get a job I don't know how to get a job you go see a job counselor miss plug now get out Nico listen

Here's how it's going to go.

That's an A plus for you.

I haven't even started.

So with that in mind, let's take a look at your origami projects.

Oh, I know how to get money.

I was planning on buying a fresh pair of flares for my party, which would mean I'd have an extra pair, which I could donate to a needy person.

I'll be with you in just a moment.

Oh, look, honey.

My manager will be so happy.

Because she's rich.

That's the rich girl?

They smell like bed of cheese.

Please, you kids.

Jerry, I don't think you know what truly rich is.

Number two, these flares are scuffed.

Jerry, take off my shoes.

Things that could happen to any high school girl.

I had this beloved rich aunt who slipped into what we assumed was a coma, so we had her quickly euthanized and split her cash.

I can tell you where she's not buried.

You're having a party?

You're still coming to my party, right?

More profit for me.

Well, look at me today.

We're not insured.

Why don't you rub them?

You know, I was so confused before, but now it's finally clear what I really want.

I guess what I learned this week is that you can be rich in friends or family or love, but the only thing that matters is being rich in money.

They're Greeks.