In the middle of a traffic jam, A and B were talking like this:
A: Holy shit, this jam is gonna take us 2 hours!
B: Maybe you should create flying cars to ease the jam...
A: by then, the sky will jam packed and there will be accidents in the sky like accidents on the road, and they'll fall and strat killing more people...
B: Well, you can sell the flying cars at higher price and only sell exclusively to rich people...
A: Good idea. Then all the rich people will drive in the sky and start crashing into each other and die...then the commoners will be left on the world to survive. No rich people to suppress us anymore....YEAH! DIE RICH PEOPLE, DIE!!
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