So You’re a Corporate Fat Cat Who Finally Got Caught
Living on Skid Row can be fun!
You never thought the day would come. Well, you did, but you thought you’d be safely hidden away on a small personal island off the coast of Guyana by then, being fed grapes by a pubescent girl who was procured for you by your BFF, Hildegard (of no fixed address. It was always such a pain trying to mail her a letter).