I would buy a golden statue of myself, and hire a guy to walk beside humming theme music.

Then I'd realize that I'd spent all my money on worthless crap and I'd hang myself.


"Make me a sandwich. Oh, excuse me, did I say 'ask me a question?' No. I want you to make me a fucking sandwich right now, or so help me God I will rip off your testicles and put them in my salad.

And I don't even like salad."
-Valenti

Secretary of the Long Lost Corleone fan club.