Money is a poor man's credit card. — Marshall McLuhan
Money is a poor man's credit card. — Marshall McLuhan
Money is a poor man's credit card. — Marshall McLuhan
Money is a poor man's credit card. — Marshall McLuhan
Money is a poor man's credit card. — Marshall McLuhan
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Money is a poor man's credit card.

— Marshall McLuhan
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