Dad says I can do anything I want, and thanks to this last tax cut, me and my heirs will be able to do that in perpetuity at your expense. Cheers! Hey, if you're on the street and cold, you can buy one of my money bags shirts! Ha ha, like you can afford one!

Couture by John Lassiter.

Outside the box of sweat and cheetos scraped skin hair follicles.

Harry Knowles finally shaved

Dennis Nedry survived his near death experience and found a new lease on life as a fashion designer.

This manbaby literally wearing a shirt of his own design with bags of money all over it. Had to check out his website and these shirts are $99 each, what a bargain. Five for the Booji Boy tag.

My dad said I can sell the poop tube.

He would cook up real fine, like a savory cross between pork & veal.

That liver has to be like fine Foie Gras.

To be fair, I don’t think his idea of ‘everyone’ is the same as a normal person’s. I suspect he’s ever talked to anyone with a net worth lower than a million dollars. All the others he sees as really life-like servant androids