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Better than that first cup of coffee
Since I was a small,poor white child I had dreamed of owning this watch.And just that, it was simply a dream.No way in the world would I ever be able to afford one!So I devoted my life to doing missionary work and felt that was going to be good enough and then fate stepped in!! I was working in Haiti after the quake and managed to sell some "orphans" to China....15 kids at 10 thousand a pop was all I needed to finally have my dream watch!! The kids are now in China working in a coal mine and can call me whenever they want to get the correct time!! On a side note the watch band broke 2 weeks ago......luckily I am in Chile and these kids are so valuable I might not only get a new band but a brand new watch!!

Not nearly good enough
I had only owned this watch for a few days, but i quickly realized that it just can't keep pace with my timekeeping needs. Due to its inherent design flaws, the watch is only accurate to something like 1.3 milliseconds - not nearly accurate enough for my lifestyle. So instead, I've had the DNA of John Harrison extracted from his remains and then recombined into the body of a midget who follows me around in a Segway and chants the current time to me in three languages (Latin, Arabic and binary) every twenty three minutes, or when prompted to do so remotely via an electro-shock system activated by a wrist-mounted remote. Unfortunately, the lag time between between pressing the button on the remote switch and the activation of the shock collar he wears around his neck is, ironically, 1.3 milliseconds, which is also unacceptable. So to compensate, I've been forced to add a secondary midget on a Segway whose shock collar is programmed to go off 1.3 milliseconds before the first midget's; Midget B's gasp of surprise is enough to prompt Midget A to chant the time before he receives HIS shock.

I understand that messages sent along the human neuron are relatively slow at only 120 meters per second, and that this leads to an inevitable additional lag time, so I'm contemplating adding a third midget in the series. But either way, this watch certainly isn't the answer to your timekeeping needs.

Also, the package was really hard to open.

Worth sacrificing my home and car
I needed one of these puppys so i sold my home and car and now i live with my mom, but at least i got a hell of a watch.

I'm a man who is entitled to the best.
I sold my mother's house from under her to get this quality watch. She lives under a bridge now, but at least I have a quality timepiece. Also, it doesn't work.

Great Watch! Clown Punk Rolex Wearers Everywhere
A few months ago while I was blitzed out of my mind on coke lines and Crystal, one of the 10 high class call girls I hired for a wild Vegas bachelor party stole my rare 0,000 Patek Phillipe Grand Celestial. I was torn between making a big donation to help the Haiti victims or getting a new luxury timepiece to replace my Patek. I knew a donation would not get me laid like this watch and I needed a watch so the Breguet was the obvious choice and the fact that it costs 0k less than my Patek made it a bargain.

My Breguet Classique arrived in packaging well insulated by the carefully shaved pubic hairs of Sports Illustrated supermodels. It was glorious in its pure magnificenceness. I still am not able to figure out how to tell time with it with all the crazy dials and all but when you wear a watch that costs over 0,000, you don't need to know what time it is. You tell fools what time it is!! Why spend a 0k for a watch when you can't decipher how to tell time on it? Poontang of course. Seriously, when you wear this watch and tell chicks how much it costs, they literally drop their panties and bend over. Just remember to carry the receipt or bill of sale with you to prove how much cash you slung when the babes peep your bling. I have seen more vijayjay in the last month than a retired gynocologist does in a career. I was in a bar in Beverly Hills recently and some fool wearing a cheap ,00 Rolex Presidential peeped my Breguet and I can literally hear his balls shrival up in his scrotum sack. Whether I am tanning on the sand in front of my Palm Beach mansion, stepping off one my several G5 jets, cruising the Mediterranean in my yacht, I am always big pimpin' showin' class and tap'in that @ss. So if you want to step above the unwashed masses and clown punk @ss Rolex wearers, you gots to get a Breguet.