The real problem is the same problem every rich person has: once you surround yourself with yes-men, you lose contact with reality.
Now that I control the zeitgeist through media messaging, I have no idea what’s going on.
I try to stay out of my own fart cloud with psychedelic drugs, but really there’s no substitute for real struggle in terms of ennobling one’s soul.
Just compare the beauty of a tiger to the awkward lines of a pug. As an extremely rich person, the only thing I have to fight are my own demons, and nobody can relate to those.
For only 12.99M per month I will come and fight your demons for you. Like all good therapists, my ways are mysterious and oblique, but mostly involve a super-soaker.
I require a small cottage at the end of the garden, and if you are to supply the holy water you will need to take appropriate care as to its transport in deion-shielded single-use containers.
Billionaire here.
The real problem is the same problem every rich person has: once you surround yourself with yes-men, you lose contact with reality.
Now that I control the zeitgeist through media messaging, I have no idea what’s going on.
I try to stay out of my own fart cloud with psychedelic drugs, but really there’s no substitute for real struggle in terms of ennobling one’s soul.
Just compare the beauty of a tiger to the awkward lines of a pug. As an extremely rich person, the only thing I have to fight are my own demons, and nobody can relate to those.
For only 12.99M per month I will come and fight your demons for you. Like all good therapists, my ways are mysterious and oblique, but mostly involve a super-soaker.
You must live on site and use only holy water supplied by my man at Evian. Deal?
I require a small cottage at the end of the garden, and if you are to supply the holy water you will need to take appropriate care as to its transport in deion-shielded single-use containers.
Yes, you are definitely a billionaire
I’ve always found the term “trust fund” to be rather ironic