A couple dozen people at a party, all Hundred Millionaires. Except me, of course. I could hardly afford the petrol to drive to the party. â€œQuit whining.â€ (My evil twin again.)
Hunnert Mill Heinrich: â€œDid you hear that Zordog made the Forbes â€˜100 Richest in the World’ list?
Hunnert Mill Harold: â€œYes. Have you talked to him lately?â€
Hunnert Mill Heinrich: â€œNo. Ever since he made that list, he has upgraded his social contacts. He only hangs with the billionaires now.â€
Check this, my homies: rich people are soooo not like you and me. They even dump their Hundred Millionaire friends when these friends are not upscale enough.
Ten Mill Tom: â€œHey, you guys, can anyone get me a meeting with Zordog? Anyone, anyone?â€
Crowd edges away from Ten Mill Tom, leaving him alone with the caterer’s assistant.