So now I’m a big fat millionaire billionaire zillionaire. I’m actually the world’s first multi-thrillionaire. I own a mansion in the hills, a home on the lake, a yacht and a jet, and my own robo-butler named Devlin. Take a look at my car. Yes, I caught the get-rich-quick disease. Now I’ll just pluck a few quintillion-dollar bills from my money trees that flood the landscape. My cash orchard extends as far as the eye can see. And these mountains of fur coats and diamonds are mine, all mine. To keep everyone out, I built a vast electric barbed-wire fence with armed guards around the border.
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