Okay, here is some of the stuff that Ol VB has been swinging down since he pulled in El Casho Grande.

1. Purchased 10k in GirlScout Cookies from the happiest little chica in all of Oklahoma City. 

2. Found out exactly how much it took a certain hot and sexay seceratary over in Munitions to show me if carpet matched drapes.

3. Got a custom made coker cue.

I RULE!!!

What have y'all done?

Lets see. Not as flashy as Mr. Bill, but here goes.

1. Putting kid through private boarding school at 30K year.

2. Own a Manhattan apartment.

3. Own a home in La Jolla California.

4. Bought a 30 foot fishing boat last year.

You're actually bragging that you had to pay a woman to show you what's between her legs? Isn't that akin to saying I'm the most unsexay beast with a Y chromosome and had to resort to bribery to even catch a peep?

Ain't nothing wrong with laying across with a little green in appreciation for a fine frail's pretty parts.

Other than the fact that it is, in most civilized countries, entirely illegal? Not to mention unspeakably crude.

Illegal? Honey, I used to bounce at Little Darlins and it was totally legal.

I somehow doubt the legality of activities quasi-prostitutional are of significant gravitas to a man who kills people for money, Rena.

Not that I'm condemning what Bill does, either for his money or with it. All parties involved are willing participants, so who're any of us to care?