This is a story about a special kind of guy. The kind of guy you wouldn't want to have at your party. Don't even think about asking him for a favor, not if you're unwilling to pay for it. You know the type. You've passed him down the street, seen him seated comfortably at the bar and maybe had the unfortunate chance of catching his gaze. He can get away with anything. He's a cynical, sarcastic, self-centered, lying and conniving - Jerk.
Being a Jerk isn't so bad though, it can get you free coffee, wads of cash and a gigantic fish (if you're lucky). You can definitely hate him, but there's one thing you can't blame him for, and that's for bumping into him in the first place.
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