Let’s pretend that I make it big.
I’m going to get me three houses. Those houses are going to have 7 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, and indoor pool, outdoor pool, indoor tennis court, outdoor tennis court, a movie theater, complete with a concession stand and popcorn machines. Then I’m going to have 10 cars–all of them are going to be big gas-guzzling Hummers with a built-in ladder for me to climb in and out of, and the wheels are going to have 50-inch diamond encrusted 14-carat gold spinning rims.
Then I’m going to start doing drugs, end up in rehab, screw with my career, and go bankrupt and have to sell everything back. But it was fun while it lasted, right?
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