Imagine if you are looking for a house, and the realtor tells your neighbor is going to be Tommy Lee. At first, you will be like that is so cool. Then you would be like, I don’t want to live next to the Mötley Crüe.
Eventually, you decide to buy the house next door to him. Every morning, he wakes up to wish you a good morning on the top of his lungs. What do you do? Say it back to him like any NYer would. The good old, “F*ck you!”
I wish I had a few million dollars, so I could live next to both of them.
