Not that I'm not totally enjoying today's hilarious episode of that 24/7 reality show running south of the border: "Famously Rich Dudes Exposing Exposing Their Genitalia".
I mean, I never think of Jeff Bezos on my own, but when he looms into view via our famously rich dude obsessed media, I just think of him being like a Ken doll down there. You know? I think of all famously rich dudes as being like a Ken doll down there.
Right? I mean, what kind of man needs a billion dollars? We know why a woman might, because we have a hard time knowing when enough is enough, you know, because men. But a man?
That's why I likes me a plucky pauper, I do.
Oh.
Sorry kids - TMI.
Again.
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