You suddenly get so lucky you become a billionare with a supermodel wife and your own personal butler and stretch hummer. The Queen writes to you congratulating you on your success, and sends you some of her royal guards.
But then the commoners become jealous and angry and they decide to take your wealth by force. They flood into your million-dollar-worth estate by the thousands, all armed with guns n' things. The royal guards are helpless against them, and your supermodel wife betrays you by telling the masses the whereabouts of your secret hidout. Your butler, turned insane by the events, turns around and assrapes you just as the vengeful mob bursts in and kills you, then stick your head on a pike.
...I wish I could get a job.
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...whut.
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