You must choose...

The tacos are the logical choice here, obviously. But if I save the rich fuck then he owes me big time. I want 5 billion dollars, the rest he gives to immigration and housing charities. Then he gets deported back to Africa in the middle of the Sahara desert with only the clothes on his back, a bag of peanuts, and a bottle of Gatorade (c’mon I’m not heartless enough for him to starve or die of thirst….immediately).