Will & Grace), trainers and of course ripped and smooth pool boys to ostensibly clean my loch — and go ahead and make the rhyme for what else they could do.And of course, I would hide all of this devious debauchery by attending church each Sunday, heaping my house of worship with lots of money, serving on the church council — for good measure and public appearance purposes.
I'd attend fundraisers with bishops, and have my picture spread all over philanthropic media. My piety would be rewarded, and I would become a pseudo member of the clergy, ordained as a deacon.
My family, and my real business associates, and my fellow worshipers would all praise me for leading such a pristine, prayerful, and pious life.Pushing even further, I would be.