Is that it now?? Can we all just make up complete and utter nonsense?
Earlier on I awoke from my nights sleep in a bed big enough to comfortably accommodate me and 5 of the finest women ever to walk gods green earth. They all took turns in performing fellatio on me whilst I perused the morning stock markets and decided which shares I was going to buy low and sell high today. After making a steady 40 million whilst being sucked inside out by the girls I donned my snake skin shoes and got the butler to drive me down to the local turf accountants to collect the winnings from yesterday’s 25 horse accumulator.
This afternoon I’ll take the chopper and a bevvy of beauties to York races to watch the action from my private box before flying off in the private jet to Barbados for a week on my private island.
Some might say I’m the luckiest man alive. But I’m not. Until I can bag 13/2 each way 4 places in an 11 runner handicap there will always be someone else I aspire to be like!