Shame on us, all of us. Buying a Porsche demonstrates our selfish "me" thinking, when we all know we should be exibiting unselfish "her" thinking.
I am ashamed to admit that I do not spend every waking minute thinking about her, I don't spend every single minute of my life doing things for her, and I don't spend every single cent I make on her.
For that I will surely burn in hell (and don't call me Shirley)
I'd be a rich, happy man right now if my daddy had cut my nuts off when I was born
