By now, you're probably tired of eating ramen noodles for the umpteenth time. It's time to get a sugar mummy. Not the actual, cuddly, sugar-mummy-in-a-coat-of-velvet kind, but the metaphorical kind. Think of it as an adult version of a security blanket. Except instead of a blanket, it's a sugar mummy. And instead of being an adult, you're still living in your parent's basement.
Here's a step-by-step guide:
And voila! You're a sugar mummy's baby, minus the baby, and plus a few years of grey hairs.
Or, you know, just stay on the couch. We won't judge you. Much.