The Play, I Remember, Pleased Not The 1.5 Million

Now, if I'd had a few million pounds stashed around the house, I sure as hell would not have let this happen. I'm shocked. At least it gives me another kick at the can (maybe). My project: if I gigolo myself out for $50 bucks a head, that'll be.... Oh. Crap.       Alright, the line starts here. Ladies only, please....       (First person who makes a remark about me not being worth $50 will be appropriately throttled, bitch-slapped, and either castrated or clitoridectomized as the situation sees fit. And, yes, we thank you for your support. )