"You know all those Markesans swaggering down Chinga Blvd? They don't know their ass from Oprah. I have no respect for them. If they spent as much time actually producing something worth exchange, then Mommy wouldn't have to let go of a quarter of her welfare check so that they could buy their pennybackers. I wouldn't give one of the pretty boys or girls the time of day. But, no matter where you go, you can't escape them."
Courtesy of You Can't Piss On Hospitality