Old Money: *gasp and squeals* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Fantastique!

Mr. H: What fantastique? *sees pic* Oh, that.

Old Money: Ohohohohohohohoho! What cha think Mr. H? Don't I look handsome in this or what?

Mr. H: Bruh...isn't it obvious?! Especially the fact you have a gargantuan money maker, Mr. Rich Man. *smacks Old Money's badonkadonk*

Old Money: *Blushes from the smacks* Oh my.

Mr. H: Exactamondo! Not to mention you're a millionaire. Bet cha some people would want to date a millionaire french rat like you. Let alone wanna have your baby.

Old Money: *Blushes deeply* Oh, Mr. H, stop it! Now you're just making me sound like...like...

Mr. H: Like what? A Husbando?

Old Money: ...that part.

Mr. H: Ahahahahaha! Really, dude?! Bruh, you can't escape the fact that you're a big, handsome, sexy, fat, millionaire Allegheny Woodrat with a whole lot of ass!

Old Money: You know...you're right. Guess I was kinda born this way. Hehe. So, yes, that's me for ya, Old Money. *smacks his own badonkadonk two times*

Mr. H: Hell yeah. Work that.

Old Money: *BRRRRRRRRRNNT* Hashtag Smells Like Money.

Mr. H: *Holds his nose and fans the stink away* GOD DAAAAMN! Good one, though. *winks*

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