My wallet is like an onion, opening it makes me cry.

I am one step away from being rich, all I need now is money.

Please God, let me prove that winning the lottery won't spoil me.

No matter how bad it gets I'm always rich when I go to the dollar store.

I wish my wallet came with free refills.

It takes 46 muscles to frown but only 4 to flip 'em the bird.