Sitting on the edge of your electric-powered, full-body reclining seat, your "I have seen the world and the many peoples therefrom, and I must say that there is no place like where you are at the time!" smile, is waiting with anxious anticipation and baited breath to see what will happen next, because the previous "Top Dentist Now Available..." HAD HSR PARTYING AND SAILING HIGH UP IN THE UPPER ATMOSPHERE'S IONOSPHERE IN HIS HI-TECH, ONE-MONTH-SUPPLIED, MAN-CAVE CABIN HITCHED TO A SUPERBALLON...
BUT, A WHILE INTO THE FLIGHT, JUST AS THINGS WERE GETTING SATURATED-GROOVY, HE ENCOUNTERED A NOT-SO-MINOR TECHNICAL GLITCH THAT HAD HIS SET-UP STEADILY LOSE ALTITUDE, SO HE BAILS OUT WITH A PRESSURIZED PARACHUTE SYSTEM...
AND HE PASSES THROUGH ONE CLOUD FORMATION...
THAT LOOKS LIKE THERE'S SOME HARD THINGS IN IT!...BUT HE KEEPS FALLING FURTHER, AND SEES...
MORE CLOUDS THAT SEEM TO SAY, "HANG AROUND ME AT YOUR OWN RISK!"... AND HSR IS VERY GLAD THAT GRAVITY IS WORKING FULL-TIME NOW, SO HE CAN GET OUT OF THERE, BUT NOW HE SEES WHERE HE IS GOING TO LAND...IN A NEVER-ENDING RAINFOREST...
SO, SOME TREE BRANCHES HELP HIM BREAK HIS FALL, AND HE'S ON THE GROUND, HOWEVER HE QUICKLY DISCOVERS THAT HIS GPS TRACKER AND CELL PHONE BOTH DON'T WORK, SO NOW HE HAS TO USE HIS BOY-SCOUT-LEARNED SURVIVAL SKILLS AND FIND SOME FOOD AND WATER, BUT HE FIRST SEES WHAT HE THINKS IS A CAMERA OR SOMEBODY LOOKING AT HIM...
BUT IT IS JUST A STRANGE PLANT, THEN HSR TURNS AROUND AND SEES A "CRYING TREE"...
AND HSR THINKS, "THEY SHOULD CRY A LITTLE TEAR FOR MY LOST LITTLE SELF"... NOW, HE HAS TO THINK ABOUT WHERE HE IS GOING TO REST DURING THE QUICKLY-APPROACHING EVENING, SO HE SEES A TREE THAT WILL ALLOW HIM TO BE OUT OF THE WAY OF THE BUSY JUNGLE-FLOOR, NOCTURNAL PREDATORY TRAFFIC BY CLIMBING UP THIS TREE...
NOW MIND YOU, THAT THE RAINFOREST IS NOT A QUIET PLACE, WITH BIRDS AND THINGS SHOUTING THEIR PRESENCE...STILL...HSR CAN FEEL SOMETHING SURREPTITIOUSLY LOOKING AT HIM FROM AFAR...
...ANYWAYS, OFF IN THE DISTANCE HE HEARS WATER, AND AFTER FOLLOWING THE SOUNDS, HE SEES...
...YES!...PURE, THIRST-QUENCHING WATER, BABY!...SO HE IMBIBES TO HIS HEART'S DESIRE, THEN HE TURNS AROUND TO GO BACK TO THE TREE, BUT...
A LARGE PREHISTORIC-LOOKING BIRD, JUST THREE FEET AWAY, HAS ALL OF THIS TIME, BEEN QUIETLY CHECKING HIM OUT...AS PREY?..., SO HSR TIP-TOES AWAY AND RETURNS TO THE TREE FOR SAFE NAPPING...AWW, SHUCKS!... IT, WITHOUT WARNING, STARTS TO RAIN HARD...
AND THE STRONG, MULTI-PLANT SAP, AND THE CANOPY'S ESSENTIAL, EXOTIC, AND DNA-STRONG, PHARMACY-GRADE BIOCHEMICALS, DRIP ALL OVER HSR'S HAIR AND SKIN AND OSMOTICALLY ENTER INTO HIS BODY, AND START TO MAKE HIM HAVE A SORT OF BOTANICALLY-INDUCED FEELING,...YES...INTOXICATING, AND MAYBE EVEN A LITTLE HALLUCINOGENIC, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE CLOSES HIS EYES...
THEN HIS THOUGHTS TURN TO SOME PRETTY THINGS...LIKE THIS...
...AND...
DANG!...IS THIS WHY THE INDIGENOUS PEOPLE STAY IN THE JUNGLE--TO BE AT ONE WITH THE PLANTS THAT WE CO-EVOLVED WITH OVER THE EONS OF TIME...AND MIND-ALTEREDLY PERCEIVE THE WONDERS AND THE SPECTACLES OF OUR INFINITE INNER UNIVERSES?...WHAT'S THIS!...
...HIS GIRLFRIEND BACK HOME!...ALL OF A SUDDEN, SOMETHING JOLTS HIM TO OPEN HIS EYES...OH, NO!...
...STAY VERY STILL!
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"I know...life is a "B," and then you die! But we can also make it a lot better than that!"
BUT, A WHILE INTO THE FLIGHT, JUST AS THINGS WERE GETTING SATURATED-GROOVY, HE ENCOUNTERED A NOT-SO-MINOR TECHNICAL GLITCH THAT HAD HIS SET-UP STEADILY LOSE ALTITUDE, SO HE BAILS OUT WITH A PRESSURIZED PARACHUTE SYSTEM...
AND HE PASSES THROUGH ONE CLOUD FORMATION...
THAT LOOKS LIKE THERE'S SOME HARD THINGS IN IT!...BUT HE KEEPS FALLING FURTHER, AND SEES...
MORE CLOUDS THAT SEEM TO SAY, "HANG AROUND ME AT YOUR OWN RISK!"... AND HSR IS VERY GLAD THAT GRAVITY IS WORKING FULL-TIME NOW, SO HE CAN GET OUT OF THERE, BUT NOW HE SEES WHERE HE IS GOING TO LAND...IN A NEVER-ENDING RAINFOREST...
SO, SOME TREE BRANCHES HELP HIM BREAK HIS FALL, AND HE'S ON THE GROUND, HOWEVER HE QUICKLY DISCOVERS THAT HIS GPS TRACKER AND CELL PHONE BOTH DON'T WORK, SO NOW HE HAS TO USE HIS BOY-SCOUT-LEARNED SURVIVAL SKILLS AND FIND SOME FOOD AND WATER, BUT HE FIRST SEES WHAT HE THINKS IS A CAMERA OR SOMEBODY LOOKING AT HIM...
BUT IT IS JUST A STRANGE PLANT, THEN HSR TURNS AROUND AND SEES A "CRYING TREE"...
AND HSR THINKS, "THEY SHOULD CRY A LITTLE TEAR FOR MY LOST LITTLE SELF"... NOW, HE HAS TO THINK ABOUT WHERE HE IS GOING TO REST DURING THE QUICKLY-APPROACHING EVENING, SO HE SEES A TREE THAT WILL ALLOW HIM TO BE OUT OF THE WAY OF THE BUSY JUNGLE-FLOOR, NOCTURNAL PREDATORY TRAFFIC BY CLIMBING UP THIS TREE...
NOW MIND YOU, THAT THE RAINFOREST IS NOT A QUIET PLACE, WITH BIRDS AND THINGS SHOUTING THEIR PRESENCE...STILL...HSR CAN FEEL SOMETHING SURREPTITIOUSLY LOOKING AT HIM FROM AFAR...
...ANYWAYS, OFF IN THE DISTANCE HE HEARS WATER, AND AFTER FOLLOWING THE SOUNDS, HE SEES...
...YES!...PURE, THIRST-QUENCHING WATER, BABY!...SO HE IMBIBES TO HIS HEART'S DESIRE, THEN HE TURNS AROUND TO GO BACK TO THE TREE, BUT...
A LARGE PREHISTORIC-LOOKING BIRD, JUST THREE FEET AWAY, HAS ALL OF THIS TIME, BEEN QUIETLY CHECKING HIM OUT...AS PREY?..., SO HSR TIP-TOES AWAY AND RETURNS TO THE TREE FOR SAFE NAPPING...AWW, SHUCKS!... IT, WITHOUT WARNING, STARTS TO RAIN HARD...
AND THE STRONG, MULTI-PLANT SAP, AND THE CANOPY'S ESSENTIAL, EXOTIC, AND DNA-STRONG, PHARMACY-GRADE BIOCHEMICALS, DRIP ALL OVER HSR'S HAIR AND SKIN AND OSMOTICALLY ENTER INTO HIS BODY, AND START TO MAKE HIM HAVE A SORT OF BOTANICALLY-INDUCED FEELING,...YES...INTOXICATING, AND MAYBE EVEN A LITTLE HALLUCINOGENIC, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE CLOSES HIS EYES...
THEN HIS THOUGHTS TURN TO SOME PRETTY THINGS...LIKE THIS...
...AND...
DANG!...IS THIS WHY THE INDIGENOUS PEOPLE STAY IN THE JUNGLE--TO BE AT ONE WITH THE PLANTS THAT WE CO-EVOLVED WITH OVER THE EONS OF TIME...AND MIND-ALTEREDLY PERCEIVE THE WONDERS AND THE SPECTACLES OF OUR INFINITE INNER UNIVERSES?...WHAT'S THIS!...
...HIS GIRLFRIEND BACK HOME!...ALL OF A SUDDEN, SOMETHING JOLTS HIM TO OPEN HIS EYES...OH, NO!...
...STAY VERY STILL!
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"I know...life is a "B," and then you die! But we can also make it a lot better than that!"
Billionaire Baron von Vondamere Wingesterian Meiesterhiemer
IX , who, with $969 billion in the world bank, is almost the world’s first trillionaire…and he doesn’t
claim citizenship with any country, because…it doesn’t really matter…hey, by doing
so, he’s saving at least two tons of cash in taxes owed to any country, every calendar quarter!
And he's not about to give that up!
But this day, Baron von Winge is diving off of the back of his super yacht, which he affectionately calls "Bubba"...
And he's not about to give that up!
But this day, Baron von Winge is diving off of the back of his super yacht, which he affectionately calls "Bubba"...
...which, by the way, has three more rooms than billionaire Dilbar's superyacht...
In Global Cognoscenti circles, this oversized "Beast of the Seas" is called the "City on the Water" and can discretely entertain hundreds of his closest friends and associates!
What's amazing, however, is that U.S., Russia, China, and Saudi Arabia all have an official embassy...on the ship itself!
Talk about the "Pennicle of Privilege!"
This day, he is in some calm international waters...
...just off of the coast of the lusciously-rich Monaco Principality.
Talk about the "Pennicle of Privilege!"
This day, he is in some calm international waters...
...just off of the coast of the lusciously-rich Monaco Principality.
So as he dives off into the pristine agua...
...wow, he sees a lot of beautiful, fish here...
...and there...
...and there...
Off to the side, near him, he sees some lights flashing erratically...
It's an electric eel!
...So Baron swims a little closer, to check it out...
...So Baron swims a little closer, to check it out...
...but from the look on its face, the eel does not want to play!
Which is okay with him, so he turns away to check out more undersea wonders...
Shark sighting!...coming straight toward him. It ain't smilin',...it's growlin'!...
Thinking quickly, Baron pulls out a small fish out of his side pouch and sets it out in front of the eel's hole...and the eel falls for the bait, and swims out to get it!
And in one fell swoop, Baron von Winge grabs the slithering and slippery eel and turns and shocks the surprised shark with the eel's electricity...and the shark quickly scampers far away!
Some of you are probably wondering why Baron wasn't also shocked by the eel...well, he just happens to be wearing a scientifically-designed, shock-proof suit, so it doesn't bother him in the least!
So after enough action for today, Baron decides to head back to his yacht, but when he turns to leave, he sees himself being swallowed by...
...a gigantic whale shark!
But Baron von Winge assuredly tells himself, "This trillionaire ain't going out like this!"
So, even though it's pitch black inside the humongous whale shark's mouth, Baron lights a convenient underwater flare!
But Baron von Winge assuredly tells himself, "This trillionaire ain't going out like this!"
So, even though it's pitch black inside the humongous whale shark's mouth, Baron lights a convenient underwater flare!
...and immediately, Baron and the flare are coughed out of the huge mouth!
Now, as he definitely breaks for the exits, or rather, the ship, his upper front tooth feels a little strange...
His tooth is "potato-tooth-chipped!"
And he immediately says to himself, "This is a job for my dentist, Dr. Olah Orala!
So back on the ship, in his private suite...
where not even the janitor is allowed, Baron, who happens to have Dr. Orala on speed dial, calls and hopes for a quick pick up.
"Good Day, Dear Baron von Winge the IX! I was just thinking about you!" Dr. Orala greets the near-trillionaire.
"It's so good to hear your voice, Olah! You know, some of my adventures have taken me to the extreme, and now I must call on you for an emergency service!" Baron tells Dr. Orala.
"Let me guess, you've been diving off the back of Bubba again?" asks Dr. Orala.
"Yes...how'd you know?" inquires Baron.
"Because Bubba allows you to go where no one else can go, to see underwater sights that no one else can see. I know that even National Geographic begs for your rare underwater photos, however, I know that extreme diving is risky and, I'm glad that all you have is a dental concern...where are you and Bubba now?" Dr. Orala quizzes...
His tooth is "potato-tooth-chipped!"
And he immediately says to himself, "This is a job for my dentist, Dr. Olah Orala!
So back on the ship, in his private suite...
where not even the janitor is allowed, Baron, who happens to have Dr. Orala on speed dial, calls and hopes for a quick pick up.
"Good Day, Dear Baron von Winge the IX! I was just thinking about you!" Dr. Orala greets the near-trillionaire.
"It's so good to hear your voice, Olah! You know, some of my adventures have taken me to the extreme, and now I must call on you for an emergency service!" Baron tells Dr. Orala.
"Let me guess, you've been diving off the back of Bubba again?" asks Dr. Orala.
"Yes...how'd you know?" inquires Baron.
"Because Bubba allows you to go where no one else can go, to see underwater sights that no one else can see. I know that even National Geographic begs for your rare underwater photos, however, I know that extreme diving is risky and, I'm glad that all you have is a dental concern...where are you and Bubba now?" Dr. Orala quizzes...
...from his humble multi-acre abode, perched high above the eye-popping and nonstop Hong Kong....
"I'm just south of Monaco," says Baron.
"I'm headed your way as we speak, my friend!" Dr. Orala assures him.
So once again, Dr. Olah Orala jets off to render dental services to another elite billionaire...where money is no object...and not even really discussed...
...because it's all about relationships!
The good Doctor now gets a chance to test out his new "Air Torpedo" jet...
...and he has to break a sound barrier or three to get there...
But, once Dr. Orala uses his magical hands and dental skills, all is well for the aristocratic and noble Baron von Winge...
...and this is just how the world's richest and most secretive person would want it!
May you have many...does the wind have a place where it can rest and call "home?"...some forests you are not supposed to enter--even if it is all light outside!...quick--put some fun music on and do the "happy dance!"...smiles!
"I'm just south of Monaco," says Baron.
"I'm headed your way as we speak, my friend!" Dr. Orala assures him.
So once again, Dr. Olah Orala jets off to render dental services to another elite billionaire...where money is no object...and not even really discussed...
...because it's all about relationships!
The good Doctor now gets a chance to test out his new "Air Torpedo" jet...
...and he has to break a sound barrier or three to get there...
But, once Dr. Orala uses his magical hands and dental skills, all is well for the aristocratic and noble Baron von Winge...
...and this is just how the world's richest and most secretive person would want it!
May you have many...does the wind have a place where it can rest and call "home?"...some forests you are not supposed to enter--even if it is all light outside!...quick--put some fun music on and do the "happy dance!"...smiles!
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