And Chris, prospecting buddy who'd come with me to Crystal Mountain, now growing more than a little painful, he's irate I didn't buy him a ticket to Amissa, irate that I charged him for an extra chip-mayo at the restaurant, he's become a bit too-much the dog-gone begging, always broke and so you pay, for gas, food, spot him a hundred bucks that disappears into the void. It's just another drop in the bucket with Chris.
He's always broke, for the record, because he just bought a snowmobile for the winter, used it once, and then sold it at a loss. He's broke because he just bought himself a new Motorcycle. He's broke because he bought himself a motorcycle outfit. He'd spend money but we're too expensive. He's expecting money to come in from his sister/mother/father for his birthday/Christmas...
In short, his whole lifestyle is based on being a dollar short and a day too late, and he does very well for himself in this perpetual poverty and I've grown more than a little tired of subsidizing it...