Dear Betterfredthandead-heads:
In my selfless attempt to impart the wisdom of the ages to my dedicated and reverent followers I may have been a bit too obscure in my previous posts, leaving doubt about my true intentions. Looking back over my communications I see where I appeared to suggest my legion of devotees provide me, at their expense, trifles like a million dollars in cash, tickets for an insanely expensive world tour or a myriad of alternative examples of corporeal wealth. I want to set the record straight.
I am in no way suggesting you give me money. Your adoration is sufficient payment for all I do. But if you are moved to provide me with worldly tokens of your affection, far be it from to interfere with your humanitarian desires. The saying goes “you can’t take it with you,” so if you are moved to get up off of some of those big bucks gathering cobwebs in a Health Savings Account or aimlessly idling in your children’s college fund, feel free to push a little my way, who’s to stop you?
It’s like my therapist says when I fall behind: “If you don’t pay for the sessions you can’t get better!”