Money equals happiness, thus I just have to get really really happy to make more money. Nothing makes me happier than the sound of my own voice when I make words into phrases and do so loudly so as to drown out all other audible signals.
R2...B2!? That doesn't make me happy at all! Now I'm poor again, and it'll take a miracle for me to keep my cardboard mansion.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. - Hamlet