When I was young watching this show, I really wanted a vault full of gold coins that I could dive into. Then I noticed that:
a) diving into coins would really fucking hurt and
b) coins are heavy. There is no way you’re casually swimming through that. Michael Phelps would have trouble doing breaststroke through Scrooge McDuck’s vault.
It was at this point I made the conscious decision to never be rich. Or at least that’s what I tell myself as I lie in bed weeping every morning
