I'd have to be pretty arrogant, selfish, narcissistic, greedy, entitled, etc. to not love my life.
I can't imagine anyone in my position that doesn't love their life. I'm sure they exist - but the adjectives above probably fit 'em to a tee.
They would have to be just miserable son-of-bitches
I wouldn't want to hang out with them. Fuck that...
Those fuckers wouldn't even spend the money buying cool stuff like cars and guitars.
They'd be miserly fucks.
Well, guess what? You can't take it with you!
Seriously, they'd be miserly fuckers. They'd pretty much have to be. Greedy fuckers watching where every penny goes... They'd be the kinda folks that didn't share their largess with anyone - probably not even their family.
They'd probably also deny how much luck was involved and pretend it was all due to their hard work and intelligence.
Whats the point of that?
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