forget this, I'm moving to brazil. I'm going to live off the amazon river trading goods with the locals on my boat. I'll find me a nice brazilian woman that knows nothing about a Halle Berry or a Paris Hilton or a Will Smith. All she will know is how to make a living by painting on ceramic vases and blank canvas. And she'll make love to me and only me and think of nothing better. The music we will love will be the chorus of our children running around as the river caresses the boat. At night when we pass through pirate infested waters my family will recognize me as the brave warrior who shows no mercy to those that intefere with our lives. My wife will sleep comfortablely in my arms at night, knowing that I am her protector and she is the precious treasure in my life that I will kill and survive for.
That's what I'll do. Leave all of the foolishness behind and go back to being a man. No desire for riches and gold, no want for anything better than a delicious meal. Bills, who needs them? Expenses, for what? A budget, get the flup outta here. Now if I can just save enough money to get a first class airplane ticket.
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