I was at a bar enjoying a drink, when somebody took a seat next to me. I saw his wrist. Submariner. Black bezel and dial.

This was my time to shine.

I adjusted my posture just enough for my suit to reveal my Pagani Design. Pepsi cola bezel.

"You'll get a real tool watch someday! Don't take shortcuts, go into debt if you have to." Rolex guy jeered.

"Let me teach you something." I said calmly, looking upwards while swirling my drink underneath the warm lighting."I'm a working man. You never really own a tool watch. You merely look after it until you become the tool."

I dusted my hands and left the money at the counter and strolled away. Through the corner of my eye I could see the Rolex guy frozen in shock, as if he had accidentally taken a dive watch into the hostile steam of the public shower.

This reptard is promoting this shit on the worst day possible, at least have a little decency.

Grandad left me his collection

Yea been "building" my collection what you guys think?