They'll have to pry the lipstick out of my cold, dead hand.
Yep, life is a whole helluva lot easier when one is filthy stinkin' rich. I should try that some time.
I'd rather marry a vodka heiress. :-)Sitting here listening to MSNBC - ready to stick my head through the desk in this hotel room.
I live in CA... I can totally marry a beer heiress... sorry Hugh, I'm turning Gay for Pay.
Gentle Readers: For the time being, I've turned off comment moderation. Please don't spam; it's not nice.xxx, Poppy.