I'm envious of that Scrooge McDuck vat of money, but if it was me I'd be negotiating with the Costa Rican government for lease of an uninhabited island and sifting through amber deposits, not spitting on fans, driving 100mph through dense housing, sounding like a complete twat whenever he delivers any form of communication, insulting people then hiding from them behind towering bodyguards, making that godawful f**king suicide-by-hammer-inducing music, etc.
Spending three hours plus hotel time with a bunch of hookers would just be yet another notch on the list of eye-rolling behaviour from that kid.
