As Kurt Vonnegut wrote in his poem “Joe Heller”:
True story, Word of Honor:
Joseph Heller, an important and funny writer
now dead,
and I were at a party given by a billionaire
on Shelter Island.
I said, “Joe, how does it make you feel
to know that our host only yesterday
may have made more money
than your novel ‘Catch-22’
has earned in its entire history?”
And Joe said, “I’ve got something he can never have.”
And I said, “What on earth could that be, Joe?”
And Joe said, “The knowledge that I’ve got enough.”
Not bad! Rest in peace!
I get it. All that money, and he still has to pay women to be surrogates to breed his organ donor offspring. They certainly won’t have sex with him under any circumstances, no matter how much money he throws around.
Not that it matters, because even if he could get a woman to put down her 10 foot pole and consider actual coitus, he couldn’t perform anyway, reportedly due to his wang won’t work due to botched enlargement surgery.
You just know he is funding cutting edge research into penis transplant surgery in some weird lab somewhere. Watching a lot of porn, probably got his eye on a couple of candidates right now.
Don’t you feel sorry for him?
With a working penis a rich guy like that could certainly buy a lot of temporary happiness, getting BJs from sexy whores and stuff. But since he says he can’t we can assume he doesn’t have one.