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I'm not rich enough

PostPosted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 8:46 pm
by tubeswell
Dammit all to hell.

PostPosted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:13 pm
by MM_Dandy
Me too, dammit.

PostPosted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 7:07 pm
by St. Jimmy
Dammit, I suffer from this ailment, too.

PostPosted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 10:02 pm
by Halcyon Dayz, FCD
It's a pandemic.

PostPosted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 10:10 pm
by tubeswell
viral?

PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 1:09 am
by Мастер
I never met anyone who was rich enough.

ETA - come to think of it, this isn't true. I have met a few. Most of them struck me as quite poor.

PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:54 am
by Enzo
THAT is my problem. I knew something was wrong.

PostPosted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:50 pm
by KLA2
Itemize the things you covet
As you squander through your life
Bigger cars, bigger houses
Term insurance for your wife
Tuesday evenings with your harlot
And on Wednesdays it's your charlatan
Analyst, he's high upon your list

You've got air conditioned sinuses
And dark disturbing doubt about religion
And you keep those cards and letters going out
While your secretary's tempting you
Your morals are exempting you from guilt and shame
Heaven knows you're not to blame

You better, Take care of business Mr. Businessman
What's your plan?
Get down to business Mr. Businessman if you can
Before it's too late
And you throw your life away

Did you see your children growing up today
And did you hear the music of their laughter
As they set about to play
Did you catch the fragrance of those roses in your garden
Did the morning sunlight warm your soul,
Brighten up your day
Do you qualify to be alive
Or is the limit of your senses so as only to survive
Hey yeah...

Spending counterfeit incentive
Wasting precious time and health
Placing value on the worthless
Disregarding priceless wealth
You can wheel and deal the best of them
And steal it from the rest of them
You know the score, their ethics are a bore

Eighty-six proof anesthetic crutches prop you to the top
Where the smiles are all synthetic
And the ulcers never stop
When they take that final inventory,
Yours will be the same sad story everywhere
No one will really care, no one more lonely than
This rich important man, let's have your autograph
Endorse your epitaph

You better, take care of business Mr. Businessman
What's your plan?
Get down to business Mr. Businessman if you ca-a-a-n
Hey, yeah, hey, hey, hey yeah yeah

You better, take care of business Mr. Businessman
What's your plan?
Get down to business Mr. Businessman if you ca-a-a-n
Hey, yeah, hey, hey, hey yeah yeah

- Ray Stevens
"Mr. Businessman"


:-k :wink:

PostPosted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 10:34 am
by tubeswell
However you want to put it KLA2, I'm still not rich enough. Feck it all