So, three guys are walking down the street together and decide to go rob a bank.
The first one goes for the richest man in the cityâs vault but canât open it easily and is caught and sent to death in jail for robbing the richest man.
The second one goes for his uncle's vault because screw that son of a b***h; heâs rich, why does he need all the money? But his uncle was unfortunately at the vault that day and snapped his nephew's neck.
The third one went for his exâs vault and thought, âWell, that b***h can suck my d**k; sheâs so poor anyway, who would care if I take all her money so she dies of hunger and dehydration and homelessness?â So he managed to get into her vault easily because it wasnât heavily locked and took all her money. The next day, the third guy's ex showed up to his house and said, âIâm gonna f*****g murder you,â so she shot him dead and got her money from his house.
In hell, the three guys see each other and explain what happened. The third guy did and then asked, âYou know, I donât get it. If the richest guys are heavily guarded but already have so much money in their house, why does it need to be heavily guarded? I donât understand why the poorer arenât heavily guarded when they are so poor they need the money.â And the first guy said, âB***h, I donât know, maybe the bank tellers think poor people should suck it and just die already.â