I'd lie to myself that rubber ducks can fly
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Monday, August 24, 2009
Week 21, That Lucky Millionaire.
Oh that man with his fulsome opulence, the way he spends money is absurd. Have you seen his house? Yes, his house. That enormous open field... looking out towards the scape, with an infinity pool, oh nirvana. You've seen it? His garden. Big, round compound, certainly. Oh lush greenery, trees, shrubs, plants, fruits, flora, everything! His closet, like a rock star's. Full of suits, jackets, shoes. The smell of leather, the smell of 192 cologne. Oh..., what materialism!