Miss Money: I am your God. Your Almighty. The ONLY higher power you have. The only one you need. Every time I speak your credit card takes another hit. Every time you see my incredible eyes, my luscious Lips, my perfect round ass, my hard, perfect abs you fall deeper into a money submission.   Your pockets already feel the pull of my esoteric appeal. It is not your fault, you are just a stupid mortal. How can you resist the pulls of a Goddess such as me? You can't loser, so do the only thing you can ever do to please me. Pay me and bow down. Wallet. In. Mouth