Die

“How many of your kids hate you?”

“Please stop headbutting my fist”

“One day a man invited him into a richly furnished house, saying ‘be careful not to spit on the floor.’ Diogenes, who needed to spit, spat in his face, exclaiming that it was the only dirty place he could find where spitting was permitted.”

hey look its welfare guy.

I’d ask him how his values were so easily changed by a comedian and his roving troupe of rude boys.

You’ve gone from being perceived as an inspiring intelligent neurodiverse outsider, to an evil good for nothing oligarch. Can you imagine what the impact would be if you would announce tomorrow, that you would give all or most of your shares to the employees that work for your companies, and you would state to the world that having (hecto)billionaires is dangerous and immoral, and that being one you experienced first hand that it is psychologically harmful, that you lost sense of who you were, but now want to return to your innocence.

Hey bro here is my bank account details. You know I only need a few million bucks.

I would literally pretend I had absolutely no clue who he was or any familiarity with any of his “achievements” or why they’re “important”. It would be pretty funny to see him try to respond to that.

“Bet you can’t end world hunger”

“Excuse me?”

“So, Bezos was right?”

“Now listen here you little shit…”

It’s-a Luigi Time!

“What the fuck, dude.”

Excuse me, but you look familiar. Where do I know you from? Elon Musk? Do you sell perfume? X.com? Is that a porn site?

Can I ask the question with my ass? I would rip the loudest, wettest, stankiest fart and then blame it on him.

“Can I have a dollar?”

If he says yes, and give me a dollar, I’d wait for him to put his wallet away and then ask,

“Can I have another dollar?”

And then do this on repeat until he stops.