I heard about this science fiction story about this guy who goes to another planet or wakes up in the future or something and he goes to a bar and gets a drink. He asks the bartender how much he owes him and the bartender says 2 obs. And everywhere the guy went thats all they would say and they wouldn't take anything from him. So he finds out that an ob is just a job it was a barter system and since he was a capitalist he had no skills except to get money and there was no money, so he was useless.
I'm hungover and these following pictures are reasons not to do extacy poor poor people.