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Hell, for half his fortune, I'll marry that ugly ass bald mofo!!! Unless Oprah calls first. Or maybe one of the Walton hags. Paris?
now be nice... some of the Waltons were cute.. big Waldorf and hotels well your point of view... dear Liza dear liza
All that money and the best Bezos can do is land a younger version of Jocelyn Wildenstein? She is definitely no stranger to the plastic surgery industry...
First time I read your comment, I thought you were criticizing Crashman's remarkable Greek God physique. Clearly, he can afford to keep talking shit all the time about the way women look. Have you seen Flavio Briatore at the beach in a speedo? Check out some of his conquests. A sizable bank account can compensate for a lot of shortcomings. And he might be worth 1% of what Bezos is worth.
My physique is closer to Asian God than Greek God. But you gotta admit, being worth $138 Billion should allow you to find a mate that doesn't look like a B grade adult film actress. I am just curious if he has a good pre-nup or if he is on his way to having a net worth of $70 Billion.
What if he likes adult film actresses? That makes someone with the looks but not the mileage very attractive.
Always a possibility I guess. We are just guessing at mileage though. From photos I have seen I would have to say Charlie Sheene did better with alot less money.
No matter how much money the guy has and no matter how physically attractive his women are he still has to pay them to be with him. It's just a business transaction. I'm broke and not quite as young and devilishly handsome as I used to be but I don't have to pay so I don't envy those guys. Who wants to be a big fat bag of french fries laying on the beach with a bunch of seagulls squabbling to get their share? I want the solitary gull who is happy to have just one big french fry from my Happy Meal and one gulp of my vanilla shake. Philosophically speaking.