Michael C. Hunt
Rob and I were sort of daydreaming about winning the lotto today - which doesn’t make much sense, seeing as we very rarely if ever buy a ticket. If we were super super rich, though, we’d buy Tasmania and use it for him to store his comics and such. Somehow he ended up googling monetary terms and then we started talking about how they kind of sounded dirty.
Yes, we’re mature.
But seriously, set your mind to “naughty” mode and just think of these (and if you need a bit of help, you can say ‘in your pants’ at the end ):
investor relations (RELATIONS IN YOUR PANTS!), inflation, (INFLATION IN YOUR PANTS!) tender (in your pants!), interest (in… yeah you get the idea).
Yeah it’s probably good that we’re not rich. We’d get servants and force them to change their names to Dick Buttkiss or something.
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