Once upon a time, there was a rich socialite aristocrat woman. She lived in San Francisco, California. She was so rich she had servants who washed her clothes, shined her shoes and cooked her meals. They even carried her to bed then massaged her to sleep and carried her from bed to the car in the morning. She has a closet the size of a two person bedroom full of shoes while millions of kids around the world have no shoes on. Once she was stopped by a homeless man for change. She ignored the man and closed her Mercedes tinted window on him. "He needs to get a job," she whispered to her Driver and the Driver chuckles in contempt.
One day she planned to throw a lavish socialite party in the heart of downtown. So she traveled far to France and bought a two hundred thousand dollars crystal chandelier and had it shipped to San Francisco where it was hung in the hall ceiling where the party would take place. She then traveled to Rome and Greece where she bought four ten feet tall statues of Ancient Roman emperors and Greek gods. They were shipped to the same building of the party. Two decorated the hall and two the stairway.
So on the day of the party, all her influential socialite friends came arriving in Benz and BMWs. All dressed in expensive name brand suits and gowns. The party began and everyone was having a blast drinking, intoxicating and chatting about their problems. Some were dancing. Then an earthquake erupted and the building started fall apart. The chandelier fell on top of the socialite woman who was hosting. As chaos and pandemonium spread, the people were running all over the place trying to dodge the falling building and escape the chaos. But the entrance door was blocked by fallen debris. Then the Greeks and Roman statues fell on top of the running people squashing them like cockroaches.
The End.
One day she planned to throw a lavish socialite party in the heart of downtown. So she traveled far to France and bought a two hundred thousand dollars crystal chandelier and had it shipped to San Francisco where it was hung in the hall ceiling where the party would take place. She then traveled to Rome and Greece where she bought four ten feet tall statues of Ancient Roman emperors and Greek gods. They were shipped to the same building of the party. Two decorated the hall and two the stairway.
So on the day of the party, all her influential socialite friends came arriving in Benz and BMWs. All dressed in expensive name brand suits and gowns. The party began and everyone was having a blast drinking, intoxicating and chatting about their problems. Some were dancing. Then an earthquake erupted and the building started fall apart. The chandelier fell on top of the socialite woman who was hosting. As chaos and pandemonium spread, the people were running all over the place trying to dodge the falling building and escape the chaos. But the entrance door was blocked by fallen debris. Then the Greeks and Roman statues fell on top of the running people squashing them like cockroaches.
The End.