It’s impossible for you to spoil me properly with the money you make at your lame job. Those occasional $25 tributes are like pennies to me. Your life insurance policy, however, would do just fine. That is the kind of money I want, which means you’re going to make me your sole beneficiary. You’re going to sign on the dotted line, then go do fun things like playing in traffic or skydiving. I want you to make the ULTIMATE sacrifice, all in the name of my greed. *This clip is a very dark fantasy. Make sure you are in a good place mentally before firing this one up.*
