eminem looked at his bank balance: lots of zeros -- looking pretty healthy -- nothing to worry about there -- he wondered what to do today -- why not sit by the swimming pool and sip OJ?
as he did so he wondered about his life: he'd climbed the mountains and planted his flags on the top of every one -- he need never worry about working hard to establish a retirement fund or college fund for hailey....
in the newspaper there was an article about a cult leader in northern california: cult of ploopsie......... a lot of famous people were starting to follow this guy - even putting their money into his bank account -- he seemed to be offering a salve to any residual guilt they had flushing around in their systems
the guru - lord ploopsie - he sure didn't seem to be shy about asking for payment, his bank of america account number and details for depositing money were right there in the article, was that legal?????
slurp slurp slurp -- the straw hit air at the bottom of the glass as the OJ drained away completely.......
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