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THE COLOR OF MONEY
I remember when my son came to me and wanted fifty bucks for a Nintendo game cartridge.. That game computer I bought him for Christmas has ended up costing me an arm and a leg in game cartridges. We had just gotten back from our family vacation to Vegas and now. Johnny wants anew video game to play. I guess watching his mom play umpteen hours of video poker in the casino got him addicted again. Incidentally, Vegas is. NO fun for kids. Trust me . Disneyland is Disneyland. Las Vegas is Las Vegas. OK?
Anyhow, I told him what every other parent tells their kids: “Fifty bucks is a lot of money,’
“But Dad, it’s ONLY fifty dollar” (My son still thinks that checks just automatically come in the mail. But things do change Now it’s fifty bucks to take his girl friend out to dinner)...
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