You accuse us of gloating, then you go on to gloat about your childhood spent in line for brunch in RSF.
So…way to go Ricky Schroeder, living the life of a “Silver Spoons” kid who had everything handed to you….you are yet another example of a San Diegan born on third, yet thinks he hit a triple.
May your parents learn to see you for who you really are and cut you out of the will…
