Somebody who thinks their shit doesn't stink. Somebody who drives around in a Chevy Malibu with money stuffed in their ears and nostrils. A person who says they just got accepted to Yale, but then you see them 6 months later at the local junior college.
Dr. Anal Vapors is such a money inhaler, he could buy god if he wanted to.
All of these money inhalers are heading out to the Hamptons this weekend for some Botox parties, but I'm just going to sit at home and feel lonely and cry.