being rich would be nice
because then I could spend
all day everyday
watching my 7
ridiculously large plasmas,
drinking from my private bar
while talking to my
private bar-tender brian
and watching my 7
ridiculously large plasmas,
wandering through the jungle out back
drinking from my private bar
while talking to my
private bar-tender brian
and watching my 7
ridiculously large plasmas,
swimming in the pool
while wandering through the jungle out back
drinking from my private bar
while talking to my
private bar-tender brian
and watching my 7
ridiculously large plasmas,
sexing my wife
swimming in the pool
while wandering through the jungle out back
drinking from my private bar
while talking to my
private bar-tender brian
and watching my 7
ridiculously large plasmas,
and doing naught else
the sieve and the sand 
I don’t think I needed to know about your wife and a jungle in the pool and 7 plasma screens to watch it on with your private bartender
I told you that the kinkiness got away from me, but then I thought “why not publish this?” And I didn’t come up with a good answer; thus it got published, making you, Tucker, making you read it whether you needed to know it or not.
I needed to know. (I was tempted to write Nedded to know, as in I’m on a Ned to know basis and I Ned to know.)
being rich never looked so poor. :p
kinkiness (of all things) is pretty easy to get caught up in
i made a joke about jungles and your wife if you didnt get it
sorry jk