I'm a mastermind genius with near unlimited finance.
Okay. I thought I'd flex on my YouTube series.
I thought I'd flex on it. So what do you want to do?
I want to tell them. I'm richer than you probably.
Definitely kick your ass. But I'm not.
For the broke boys. So I was sitting in the flower garden and fucking picking things.
That is not flexing.
That is flexing. It's not.
We got ribbons, jelly beans.
Oh, jelly beans. Shit. Ice creams.
Bye, broke boys. Is Sambuca tequila and Tabasco hot sauce.
That's what's in this.
I got one especially in your uncle.
Because yesterday, you wanted to be king of ordering stuff and order so much food and so much cheesecake that you almost bankrupted me.
I'm the king of ordering shit today.
So we're smoking and we're drinking these.
Oh my god. That is absolutely horrible.
Enjoy, bro. I'm gonna tell you about the best business man I've ever met in my life.
The best business man I've ever met in my life was a homeless man who lives in South Korea.
Because business is all about the safe.
So it's about the pitch and the close.
So it's all about the what? So I'd say, you know, would you like a cigar?
The cigar is beautiful. It's handmade.
It's wonderful. Then the clothes is, it costs this much, but it's cheaper if you buy now.
The picture in the clothes is how you do business.
Now, this Korean homeless guy had the art of business.
Forget Donald Trump. Forget Donald Trump.
This guy was the business mastermind of the world.
He would see you from about 50 meters away and start waving.
Smiling, you give me thumbs up.
So what do you do? I mean, he's not intimidating.
You smile, give him a thumbs up, you wave back.
He smiles more, he waves, he approaches you, he gets closer and closer.
He comes over to you and you're like, who the fuck is this?
Yeah. So then the guy's over and he's within, like, touching distance of you.
You're smiling, you give him one final wave and smile.
He then works out a sign from behind himself that says, please, some cash.
And goes like this. Now...
The pitch has been done. He's your boy now.
You've been smiling at him. You've been talking to him for five minutes.
He's your friend now. He's your friend.
Because he may be approached from, oh, you're already waving and smiling.
He's coming out going, hey, thumbs up and all this shit.
Now he's your buddy. And then the clothes come to the police and cash stuff.
What are you going to do? Give him some cash.
I gave him cash every time I saw him, for the whole new Cubs in South Korea, which was about five times.
I even took a picture with him.
Our waiter looks like the Indian version of the Whelm Stone Raider.
That you want some guy.
Everyone knows him. You've got no friends!
You've got no drowned!
They're fucking ultra-pain, though.
I'm telling you. What do you want some? Huh?
Do you want some? What do you want some or what?
If you want some, I'll give it you up.
This is what? Which one is this?
Sapphire. Good.
You want some? Yeah.
You want some? No you don't?
If you want some I'll give it.
No you don't want some?
No I don't. That's cool.
These hordes are playing well
I
I'm jumping in.
Hell no.
I'm falling.
I have a saying, oceans are just swimming pools for poor people.
You're the third world country, you're four people scratching around the ocean.
Look, I like my luxury, clear-ass swimming pool.
No sharks, no jellyfish, no one shits in it.
It's wonderful. It's comfortable as shit.
I can see why they wear it.
I feel rich. Yeah, but we are a bit rich.
They might smell richer. I do feel richer.
What shall we buy? You want to go to the mall dress like this?
Buy things. I'm down if you are.
Damn man, you've been taller than I am.
Big mother fucker. Ain't no need for that.
Not in this heat. Hell no.
It's full speed yeah?
I like this.
You got the power.
It's like the Corvette.
Fucking hell.
It is like the Corvette.
So yeah, I'm Bolton McLaren.
Everything was fine. One day I'm driving it.
It says suspension control downgraded.
I don't know what that means. So I ignored it.
Next day, turn it on. It's fine again.
Turn it on again. Fucking EBS system fault.
Mode change fault.
All these faults are going off. None of it made sense.
So I was like, all right, this car's got to go to McLaren.
Booker S says every supercar garage in the world except McLaren.
And Romania have Europe-wide assist, so they'll collect your car from anywhere in Europe except Romania.
McLaren have Europe-wide assist.
McLaren will have Europe-wide assist.
They'll collect your car from anywhere in Europe if it breaks down except Romania.
So, I spoke to Stuttgart, Germany, which is like three countries away.
You've got to go through Romania, through Hungary, through Austria, and then into the top of Germany.
It's long. But they said they'd collect it from the Hungarian border.
So I drove nine hours to the border of Hungary from Romania, went to this small town where obviously I had to go fuck because I don't go fuck every town in Romania.
So I was like, fine, I'll just drop the car off, stay with her until the car comes back.
When I got to the border of Romania-Hungary, I fucking forgot my passport like a dickhead.
So I'm all the way there and I forgot my passport.
So I call up the delivery truck guy and I said, bro, you need to come into Romania like 20 meters.
There's a gas station either side of the burner.
I'm at the gas station on the side. There's a Hungarian guy goes, no, I don't like Romanians.
I was like, what? Bro, just 20 meters.
I'm not Romanian. I'm American. No, fuck Romanians.
And hung up with me. So I was like, what's the story?
We could see the truck, by the way.
We were in a gas station, and about half a kilometer away, we could see the other gas station with the truck.
We saw him. So I start calling him, calling him.
He's ignoring me, ignoring me.
Eventually, I call McLaren back, and they're like, oh yeah, you canceled.
I was like, what? Your delivery truck one guy goes, no, the delivery truck guy called and said that you didn't want to put your car on the truck.
Some fucking Hungarian guy.
I've never had a guy this weird in my life.
Complete bullshit. So that delayed me by a day.
Went and slammed my ballerina.
Came back the next day. And they sent a German guy who wasn't a fucking retard.
Picked the car up and took it.
And then, to be fair to McLaren, they got it all the way to Stuttgart.
Took a day. One day they repaired it.
And one day back. So for two days I chilled in this town.
Got my car back. Didn't pay anything.
And it's been fine ever since.
They upgraded the software.
Supposedly it was a software issue. But they're saying there's nothing actually wrong with the car.
It's just the car sensors are saying there's things wrong with the car, wrong parameters, etc.
So yeah, warning lights are a thing with McLaren.
But in a straight line, that car is fucking crazy.
Even though it doesn't go in a straight line.
Yeah, even though it doesn't grip.
That's the thing with it, though. It's like, it's 50-50.
Sometimes you put your foot down as a rocket ship.
Sometimes you put your foot down, you don't go anywhere.