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WHERE IS MY DOG WALKER?..
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2729. Recognition
This is called "Recognition." It's all beautiful guff.
Madame Baby was a billionaire. But Madame Baby liked to call herself a billionairess.
"I am a billionairess," said Madame Baby to Gunther (another in a long line of ill-suited suitors).
That is an admirable vocation and identity, said Gunther, over-masticating his mashed potatoes.
"Oh, Gunther," said Madame Baby, "you are so simple."
Gunther thanked Madame Baby as Claudette, Madame Baby's 7-ft tall handmaiden, led him out by the ear.
Madame Baby languished over her wilting meal. She recognized the animals and plants that went into making it, but that recognition didn't seem to stop her from not finishing it.
#prose#fiction#story#other stuff#who knows#madame baby#billionaire#billionairess#masticate#recognition#not finish#john wesley art
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The lux cottage couple of SAN YSIDRO RANCH
When the Frogmore Cottage renovation project was announced to the British tax payers, Meghan used her personal "mouthpieces" to express displeasure with the choice. She found this cottage beneath her expectations for a royal standard of living. She publicly compared Frogmore Cottage to the homes of William and Catherine, and took to twatter to express her disdain for the free "staff" accommodations.
We already knew she detested Nottingham Cottage before Megflix because she lived in a rented house in the Cotswolds. A detail they conveniently forgot to mention in the mockumentary.
While her public disdain for rent-free housing is ON BRAND for Meghan, it is no coincidence that she moved to CA and deliberately chose a luxury COTTAGE as the faux Hollywood set of their reality tv show.
Meghan & Harry's Santa Barbara Cottages & Gardens represents another sign that she has always obsessed with setting up her rival faux ROYAL court. The BRF security team is obliged to flag these seemingly unrelated decisions as more evidence of Meghan's disordered bunny boiler personality which I have termed PCDD¹.
I still believe Meghan was crazy enough to name ARCHie and their ARCHewell BRAND after the word monARCHy. I also believe she named her tig blog after William & Harry's lost dog TIGger and their beloved lost nanny TIGgy. She used the word TIG to wickedly trigger Harry's boyhood traumas rooted in losses. In this case, a dog and a 2nd mother figure. Harry was a Marked man (now a Markled man) long before they met in Istanbul, Turkey.
Their decision to burn unearned wealth to cosplay in lux COTTAGES only feeds Meghan's Princess Catherine Derangement Disorder (PCDD¹) and her deluded fantasy that she is destined to become QUEEN of the world.
To keep up their lux cottage couple lifestyle, from 2020-2022 Meghan Markle potentially burned through a min of $56,000-$84,000 per WEEK to stage zoom calls and create a fake lifestyle of luxury for a megflix mockumentary.
That is at minimum $1,000,000 (million) per year on luxury hotel fees all the while suing & shaming the British tax payers for SECURITY. This is CRIMINAL.
The money Meghan & Harry burned on a weekly basis (during a pandemic) is the amount of money average Americans hope to gross in 1 year. The average family in some of the poorest countries in the world could transform their entire village with what these (2) two spent in 1 week to stage zoom calls. No wonder Meghan was in debt when she married Harry. She's the fraudess who went into debt to create her HUMANITARIAN brand to "bag a Prince.²"
It doesn't add up: they own a 16 bathroom mansion and yet the director of megflix quit the job because Meghan & Harry weren't willing to film their REALITY TV show out of their home. They will write off the expense of these lux cottages. With the publication of SpareUs, they released photos and articles all about the cottages and the property. No doubt Meghan negotiated a reduced rate to act as brand ambassadors.
But why the deception?
We learned that Charles cut Harry a check for a few million dollars, and yet ungrateful Harry went before the entire world with his lying wife and lying NOprah to shame his father for cutting him off financially. According to Harry it was only the millions from his mother (his very own patron saint who communicates with him from her grave) that made it possible for them to avoid homelessness.
NOprah had the audacity to publicly shame the British people for wasteful spending in honor of their Queen's Platinum Jubilee. This hypocrisy from the woman who televised the moment she gifted a room full of MULTI-MILLIONAIRES with an extravagant pair of diamond earrings. Her media mogul mentee, Tyler Perry, purchased 2 Rolls Royce vehicles: 1 for a billionairess, NOprah & 1 for a millionaire, Gail.
This cottage couple cried to NOprah because their royal baby didn't have SECURITY. Bethenny Frankle was even contacted by A list celebrities and told to take down her criticism of Meghan because they couldn't AFFORD to pay their SECURITY bills.
Free people should do whatever they desire to do with their own money; however in this instance, it is Meghan's pretense, her hypocrisy, and her penchant for deception that voted her the 2022 #1 celebrity that people are most sick of and of course Harry took the 2nd place spot.
Harry's law suit against his grandmother's government has already cost the British tax payer $300,000. This selfish, greedy California cottage couple has the audacity to demand that the UK tax payer cover their annual $3,000,000 SECURITY bill. You couldn't make it up.
This comes as no surprise to us bc we observed her celebrity NO work ethic at a mere 72 engagements.
If you pay UK taxes or live in a Commonwealth Country, please write to the MPs and to your Prime Minister. Sussex titles need to be stripped, thereby relieving the cottage couple (and their invisibles) of their ties to the UK and any need for tax payer funded SECURITY.
Admittedly, Meghan cares nothing for the sacrifices that were made by the British people (dead or alive). She feels entitled to other people's money. Unfortunately Harry, like his wife, lacks a pure desire for servant leadership.
William and Harry's mother, who actually worked hard for a living (even as a house keeper), would be appalled at Harry's sense of entitlement. Sadly, Harry has managed to embody the egomania his mother feared might result from an uber privileged upbringing.
In selecting Meghan, it is evident to the world that Harry has again tragically lost the mother he knew for the first 13 years of his life.
In 2019, Tatum O'Neal was asked about Meghan's infamous bad behavior at Wimbledon, and she seemed genuinely disappointed. "This is not Diana...I don't know what this is..." More evidence that Harry was told by numerous people who actually knew his mother that this wife lacks his mother's virtues, and yet he prefers to believe & parrot her lies.
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On Megflix, Meghan expressed that she's frustrated because after all this time (and Money on PR) people still don't have "a good sense" of who she is. For her to make such an outrageous statement only confirmed that South Park got it right, Harry's wife is "stupid."
Meghan dear, which one of your multiple personalities carried out those 72 engagements? Were we watching your clone? Did the British press tamper with the footage? Go back and watch yourself, preferably with a REAL medical professional. And while you're at it, print out the transcripts of those horrid podcasts. Everyone can see the real you except for you and your dumb now husband, H.
Harry had the audacity to say that unlike his British family members, he and Meghan never worried about how they might perform in front of the press because they are AUTHENTIC.
The fact that Harry believes Meghan is his mother incarnate is enough to warrant a wellness check visit on the invisibles by a qualified social worker. Obviously Dorito's CA license isn't worth the paper it was printed on.
The words of Harry's friend(s) about her rented apartment being Soho House "touched" certainly ring true today. I still don't understand the full meaning of those words, but even Dumb Harry wrote that she lived out of Soho House hotels where they stored her luggage.
"Soho House Touched" Living Accommodations
If you watch the home videos of Meghan, it affirms what her Uncle Mike said about his brother Thomas: he created "a prima donna." Sadly the entire world has been impacted by Thomas' creation. Meghan, the faux humanitarian, has shown the world the level of destruction an ungrateful adult child is capable of inflicting on her own families, and on all the families she never had.
So many elaborate schemes executed to feed the world an illusion of two innocent lovers who escaped their awful life inside the gilded cage of royalty, only to act out a modern day tragedy on a global stage.
Carry on duke & duchess. Carry on
¹PCDD Princess Catherine Derangement Disorder Last year I read a comment that summed up the root of Meghan's psychosis with a simple link to this photo:
²Gina Nelthorpe Cowne Quote
They negotiated a price cut from Mr. Warner. Too bad he also allowed them to redecorate w/Meghan's tacky home furnishings.
#cottage couple#San Ysidro Ranch#revenge#tom bower#megxit#frogxit#santa barbara#staged#fraud and fraudess#worldwide privacy tour#waaagh#like a spare#spare us#strip the sussex titles#four seasons#beanie babies#Ty Warner
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When will we stop worshipping celebrities, profiteers, & billionairess? The people, when united can take on billionaires. #VoteBlue
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Shut down tax avoidance so we can save our NHS and public services
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The way this Karlie vs Taylor convo is going I expect that one of your anons or even you will say next that modeling isn’t a real job or career. Then you guys will say her entrepreneurial work doesn’t matter because it’s her hubby’s money or something like that. And you guys will specifically say hubby not husband. Smh you know how to spot fake feminists - mention a woman they dislike and see how they talk about her. That’s the vibe I get whenever Karlie is mentioned on this blog. It’s either she’s not pretty enough or she’s only pretty and that’s it. She’s too dumb to code or just dumb in general. Everything good an anon mentions about her is succinctly discredited because of the actions of the men in her life. Which is especially interesting considering Taylor gets to keep her accolades despite also having a long history with sleazeballs professionally and personally. Same as Karlie. I like this blog but I hate when Karlie topics come up. The vibe gets nasty. Your anons go too far and you co-sign.
first of all and most importantly i've never said the word hubby in my life.
genuinely tho please don't read this blog. i'm serious if someone criticizing that traitorous Trump-adjacent billionairess kushner bride triggers you that much you are not cut out for reading this blog. like... do you really not know how scummy and disgusting the kushners are?
no one called her dumb, no one said her work didn't matter, no one said she wasn't pretty. you're literally making things up to piss your pants over and it's so dumb and annoying.
HER actions are what leave a bad taste in my mouth. SHE betrayed taylor, not the skeezy sleaze balls she chooses to surround herself.
not every place in the world has to be catered to your sensitivities. karlie is not some perfect sunshine angel. she's okay and sometimes entertaining and interesting from a gaylor perspective. but a good person or a good friend to taylor she is not. she also kaylorbaits for attention, clout, and engagement which is disgusting and pathetic.
taylor has her own problems and we criticize her all the time too. this isn't a taylor vs karlie blog. taylor sucks too. they both suck. BUT AS I SAID EARLIER taylor is extraordinarily talented in a way TO ME PERSONALLY (because this is my blog and my personal tastes are the thing that affects what is said on this blog) that makes up for a lot of her shortcomings. AS I SAID EARLIER karlie is extraordinarily talented at modeling but i don't care about that.
furthermore, taylor's talent and the way she writes about her life in her music is the focus of this blog- as in who are her songs about. not "taylor can do no wrong". taylor does wrong all the time but i'm not the pop star police so a lot of the time i don't really care. i'm not here to pass down moral judgements on rich blondes i'm here to dicuss taylor swift's work and muses. but realizing karlie sucked and was awful to taylor in the end is a part of that. sorry that's what the data supports.
does it make you a fake feminist to criticize me? if not then we're not fake feminists for critisizing karlie. get over yourself.
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Hello!
I just wanted to write in and let you know what you wrought, as I discovered the visit through your podcast I have since run a comedy one shot very loosely based on its premise, but with the caveat that someone murdered Alfred Ill before the arrival of the billionairess. My friends all had a blast and my family said it was the best use of a monopoly board he had ever seen. So thank you for introducing that lovely play to me!
that's sick! glad we (and durrenmatt) were able to give you some inspiration
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Very interesting what Anon had dug up about Laurene Jobs seemingly in Meghan's little world. Here's a paragraph from the TB book excerpts:
Naturally, her American agents and lawyers were encouraging. For years they had struggled to land parts for her. Now they believed she could earn millions from her activism. Of course, she would need an American base and a foundation in which to deposit the proceeds. There was even, she was told, an American billionairess who might provide the start-up sponsorship. Her advisers neither understood that their strategy was incompatible with the monarchy, nor did they care. In their uncluttered scenario, Meghan would earn millions and they would reap commission.
I wonder if he will reveal who this person is in the book.
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𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐓
A gift box compiled of Zhang Yingyue’s albums, EPS, singles and unreleased tracks. Year Of The Rabbit includes vinyls for albums I, Persona and HUA, DVDs for visual films I, Persona and HUA, and photobook.
I, Persona:
Summer 《夏天》 –– Intro
Power 《权力》 feat. Fan Chengcheng
The Greatest Woman feat. Jolin Tsai and Jane Zhang
Honeymoon
Billionairess
Rouge (French ver.)
Forget Him 《忘記他》 –– Interlude (Teresa Teng cover)
Shanghai Lights (Hua Jianyu cover)
Beauty Within
Starlet feat. LAY
Universe 《世界》
Seaside 《海边》
Love All Night 《爱一整夜》
Liberation 《解脱》
Persona 《人物》–– Outro
YINGYUE/KAGUYA:
Glamorous 《武媚》
Scorpio 《天蝎座》
Walk On Fire 《獵鷹行動》
Sea Lullaby 《海催眠曲》
Mirror Lake 《鉴湖》
Yūgen 《幽玄》
Tonight 《今夜》
Romance 《恋愛》
Muse 《ミューズ》
Moonlight 《月光》
HUA:
Song of Everlasting Sorrow: The Fall From Heaven ft. The Beijing Philharmonic Orchestra
The Antagonist 《对手》
Misery (To the Tune of Lamentation)
Snow, Moon and Flowers (Interlude) ft. Zhou Jieqiong’s Pipa
Rebirth 《转世》
Water 《水》
Pearl 《ft. LAY & Ayunga
Lady of the Dynasty 《王朝的女人》
River of Stars
Eclipse《月食》 (Overture)
Chosen: Guanyin’s Blessing
Mirror Lake 《鉴湖》ft. Jolin Tsai, Jane Zhang, and Lexie Liu
Pain and Glory
Song of the Moon: To My Lover
I 《我》
LIFE IS A FILM:
Cinematic
Noir
Lune Mon Amour
Schadenfreude
Melancholy Rhapsody
Self Portrait
Life is a Film
SINGLES:
The Moon Represents My Heart 《月亮代表我的心》 (Teresa Teng cover)
Rivers of Stars
No Exception (Yingyue’s version)
Love In A Fallen City 《》
Dreaming
Song of the Moon
Intoxicated 《兴奋的 》
Eve/Spring
YEAR OF THE RABBIT (unreleased tracks):
Til The End Of The Moon
Qingdao, My Heart
Glamorous 《武媚》
Darkness 《》
Red 《红》 (original demo)
Jinlian 《金蓮》
Killer 《杀人者 》
Millenium Actress 《千年女優》
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Being a bit of an Indian watcher, I was amused to see that before the election results for PM were read out, Rishi Sunak was sitting next to an empty chair. His billionairess wife was not with him. I suspect there is trouble at home, as the son in law did not live up to his billionaire father in law's game plan for him to be Chancellor and then Prime Minister, and help him with UK/India trade deals.
I am sure he is feeling quite out of place at the moment…..God sees all….God decides…..❤️
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If dragon ball was real life who would get cancelled?
This is such a funny ask because a large amount of DB characters have straight up murdered people, blown up cities, planets, etc. But if we're talkin real world, i.e THIS world? Bulma. Like she's a billionairess who literally married a war criminal prince.... So she's cancelled on tumblr but given the #girlboss treatment by big media corps. Most the rest of the cast is impossible to track down and probably don't even have officially known identities, so they can get away with it. Bulma, of course, in typical Bulma fashion literally doesn't even care or notice bc she's like... building a time machine for shits and giggles.
#yamcha prob would be too bc hes a professional bball player who used to date a billionaire#ask#goku and shit though? nah scot free.#they live in the mountains and dont even have birth certificates#good luck findin em#z fighters as an entity prob get shit talked tho#people bein like If I Was There I would Have Won Easily with no damage to the city and stuff#ya :)
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You're Replaceable.
Raise your hand if you’ve been personally victimized by your boss. I’m currently raising my hand.
I’ve had some terrible bosses in my professional life and all three of them had something in common– they love to stretch a bitch out and put as much work on you as possible to get their money's worth out of that sad little salary they so graciously gave you.
My first toxic boss was a real wake up call. He was the president of a major modeling agency, about 5’2, gay, and was “sober” from a wild past life in the fashion industry of the 90’s. He loved making comments as he walked by in his sheer scarf and whatever flamboyant fedora he found laying around his home that morning to cover the balding that was consuming the top of his sun-kissed-shiny-little head. His favorite line to say to me was during lunchtime on his way to his office. “Wow, that’s a lot of food”. You could almost guarantee that he’d bring his frantic energy to every meeting and leave still not knowing what was going on.
When disputes broke out in the small workspace my co-workers and I shared, his remedy was bringing us all in for a “team meeting” then revealing that this was actually a meeting to discuss our issues with each other. I always thought it was his way of pretending to be Andy Cohen refereeing a Real Housewives reunion as a means to get some type of entertainment in his new sober life. Surprise! It never resolved anything, only made our tiny, shared-space more tense and awkward than we left it.
I silent quit after 6 months and remained employed for another 2.5 years babysitting models and going to fabulous parties only so I could sneak a few hor dourves because I could barely afford groceries.
My next toxic boss came right after that. The universe was testing me, surely. She referred to herself as a “billionairess” and lived on her daddy’s estate. She walked on a crutch due to being thrown off a Zebra on her honeymoon that her parents paid for, of course. My office was the nursery her and her brother were raised in above the garage that held her father’s eccentric car collection and various pieces of fine art.
She was an artist herself who graduated from Pepperdine in Malibu and got bored one day so she started her own talent agency. Not only did she expect me to represent all her semi-famous friends but she also expected me to represent her as a talent. Her most notable “claim to fame”? She installed art pieces for a very famous family whose last name started with a K. When I couldn’t book her on jobs (because no one cared who she was), she would pout like a 5 year old princess who got told “no” by daddy… as if that was supposed to make me say “you know what, let me call and see if they can change their mind just for YOU”.
I loathed that woman. Hearing her complain made my jaw clench constantly– she had no clue what the real world consisted of and had no clue I was waking up at the ass crack of dawn to catch the bus to Beverly Hills and walk 40 minutes up her long winding canyon road only to walk for the longest 15 minutes of my life, up her gated, inclined, very chic driveway. I do miss walking past the lemon trees when they were blossoming. To this day, lemon blossoms are still my favorite smell. 2020 came like an answer to my prayers. She had to lay me off and I was finally at peace for the first time in my adult life for the next six months.
My peace came to a screeching halt as I realized this pandemic thing wasn’t going to last the rest of my life, unfortunately. I met my final toxic boss. She lived in Brooklyn, was a lesbian, scorpio, and had major coke rage. I’ve never had someone call, text, email, and slack more frequently and erratically as her. From 8a-11p she wouldn’t stop… she would take adderall in the morning, drink during the day, and cap her nights with lots of cocaine at some fabulous party her PR firm was running. On many occasions she would disappear for a few days at a time, reassuring us upon return that she had only been in jail for a domestic public dispute with her just-as-psycho girlfriend but that everything was “fine”.
The smallest things would set her off. Not adding certain punctuation throughout our meeting notes that was only shared internally. Not responding to her almost immediately after she blasted off texts, emails, and slacks and wondering why we couldn’t get all our day's work finished by 6p on the dot. Requesting time off. The list could go on and on, it really just depended on if she needed to use you as a punching bag that day or not. I never knew which version of her I’d get on the other end.
After 6 months of torture, I woke up one morning, saw her slew of messages awaiting my reply, closed my laptop, blocked her number, and never heard from or spoke to her again. I went back to school, switched careers and am now much happier with a less-cool job in tech. The entertainment industry had chewed me up and spat me out.
What I learned from these three traumatic experiences is that all we have in life is our time and if you’re miserable at the job you’re at every day you wake up, just fucking quit. You’re very replaceable…. And so are they.
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Film reviews! They are:
The Deep (1977) diving in Bermuda entangles a couple in crime
Deathstalker 2, comedy swords and sorcery adventure
Salem's Lot, vampire miniseries based on Stephen King novel
Serpico, New York policeman is shocked to discover corruption in the department, actually does something about it, gets shot for his troubles (based on a true story)
The World Is Not Enough, state-sponsored hitman James Bond goes to Azerbaijan to protect an oil billionairess and her oil pipeline; does a bad job of it
Caddyshack, amusing slapstick golf farce
The Eyes Of Laura Mars, a fashion photographer has visions of crimes, they come true
Fist Of Fury, Bruce Lee's Chinese Martial Arts School feuds with a Japanese Martial Arts Film in 1910 Shanghai
Mansion Of The Doomed, gruesome eye surgery horror
Willard, low-key rat themed horror
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@silently-judgingyou (semi-plotted starter for MJ)
As a senior in high school, Wayne moodily grumbled and balked when Alfred heralded her the "perfect guardian" for her underclassmen on their field-trip to Europe.
"Just because I know how to DEFEND Gotham, it doesn't mean I am cut out for babysitting." To which, Alfred tittered and heavily admonished her. They were not babies, after all. They were merely a year younger than her.
For the next few weeks, Alfred Pennyworth hounded her. "Besides, Master Wayne," he insisted, "you require a vacation from your term papers." But the undisclosed bat, figures that HE required the vacation from her. Well, her and her penchant for theatrics.
Even if he had signed on to be a co-guardian because he was having too much trouble letting the billionairess out of his sight. (Alfred had been her sole guardian since she was eight when Chill murdered her parents in cold blood.)
Guilt overwhelmed elation as she clambered onto the plane with her bags. She didn't wish to leave a city in crisis behind, but here- here in the all too crowded cock-pit, she MUST.
Still, Wayne makes her way through the narrow aisle and comes to a stop before the other young woman. "I-- Is this seat taken?" Her voice is full of tired gravel. Wistfully, she eyes all the other students that she vaguely recognized and then at the strangers. The last thing the high school senior wanted, was to have the unfamiliar figure next to her realize who she was, and alert the vapid vultures in the press. "You're on the trivia team. Aren't you?"
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The billionaire and the billionairess
Another folk tale from the olden times.
The billionaire was anxious. He'd spoken to his therapist, his personal trainer, his foot masseur and now he had scheduled a meeting with the billionairess.
The billionaire and the billionairess were not close friends, but the billionaire would turn to her as one of the few people who truly understood what it was like to be a billionaire in this modern world.
They met up in a discrete private lounge at the airport. The billionaire ordered a rum and Diet Coke, the billionairess tucked her raven locks behind her ear.
"Listen, I have summoned you here as you are a powerful SheEO. I look to your power as a powerful woman and a boss babe." The billionaire started out strong. He knew this woman deserved to be treated with respect.
"Go on, I'm listening," the billionairess murmured, absently mindedly playing with her solid gold Pandora charm bracelet.
"Boss babe, they are coming for my private jet. Some kids have started a website called www.trackthebillionairesprivatejetdotcom.com and you can log on and see where my private jet is at. I feel extremely uncomfortable knowing that anyone on the internet is going to be aware that last week I took my private jet to the pedicure salon that would alternatively have been a five-minute drive in my gold-plated limousine."
"Concerning." The billionairess furrowed her brow.
"How can I stop them?" The billionaire's voice quivered. Tomorrow I was planning to take the jet to go and visit my neighbour down the road but now I am reassessing my optics and might instead use my gold-plated e-scooter.
The billionairess paused, looked thoughtfully at the melting ice in the billionaire's drink and then spoke.
"The billionaire, there are two options. The first is you can install a cloak of invisibility around your plane. You know Wonder Woman's invisible jet? It's the same technology, but it will require that you are accompanied by a woman at all times."
The billionaire sharply inhaled. He was a lone wolf and didn't need no woman.
The billionairess continued.
"Alternatively, you need to stop caring about what people think. Neither of us got to where we are today by caring about what the www web thinks of us. Instead, you must take your private jet more often. Need to use the toilet down the other end of your mansion? Don't walk - take your private jet. You are too rich and too busy to bother with walking!"
"Wise words, sister. But what about the carbon emissions," the billionaire asked. "I do not understand what carbon emissions are, but what about them?"
"That is simple," the billionairess replied. "Just plant a tree. Here, I always carry a few pinecones in my designer leather bag for occasions like this. The next time you are near some grass, throw a pinecone on it."
"Grass? This is marijuana?"
"No, the other kind of grass. Lawns, finely manicured lawns."
"Sorry," said the billionaire. "The only manicure I know of is what Martin does to my hands every Tuesday. Speaking of which, I need to get going to this week's appointment — which I will do via my private jet, with considerable pride!"
The billionairess smiled. "Good, I'm glad we had this conversation."
The billionaire stood and was about to leave but he paused.
"One more thing, boss babe. Does the loneliness ever end?"
"No, the billionaire. It never does."
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