Little Donnie has always had money. Daddy made sure of that, but Daddy is no longer around. As he was walking down Main Street with his friend Paul, he pointed to the shiny bike in the window and said, “I want to buy that bike.”
“But, you don’t know how much it costs,” said Paul.
“It does not matter, I want it,” said Little Donnie.
“But, you have a bike and it just needs a little oil for the chain and air in the tires. Plus, others can ride if when you don’t.”
“That does not matter. I want it. Go buy it for me,” said Little Donnie.
“OK, but we still don’t know how much it costs and whether others can ride it,” said Paul.
“Just buy the thing or I will tell all my friends you were mean to me. Some of them are your friends, too. They will stop being your friend and some may beat you up, believe me,” said Little Donnie.
“OK, but my big brother Mitch is not going to like this and he may make you give it back. We at least should know what it costs.”
“I will deal with Mitch later as I really want this bicycle,” said Little Donnie, “and I always get what I want.”