All that cold hard cash fattening your wallet is mine, strudel. I need it for Total World Clown Domination. The Kitzi takeover is here. Its time for you to hand every dollar over to me. You don’t need it in my utopia, anyways. You need to be like this... stroking... horny.. gazing at me with love and lust growing in your eyes. Sign away your life assets to me. It feels right to FUND THE CIRCUS. It feels right to transcend to sublime strudel status. My perfect slave. Doesn’t it feel so delicious?