In my last life, I was like most wage slaves: too afraid to get sick, too afraid to marry and have children. After finally becoming a mortgage slave, I still got fleeced. I spent half my life working like a beast of burden, meek and timid, while my life was full of holes like a sieve. And I still had to keep living on, numb and on autopilot…
This time, I’ll make it so the heavens can no longer blind my eyes… Wait, wrong story!
This time, I’m going to live an easy, carefree life, without a care in the world. I want beautiful women, money, and freedom. Nobody can stop me. Not even Jesus, and I mean it!
