Your home is a Philanthropic Mansion Your kitchen is someplace you never go, because you "have people for that." There's a Chocolatessen, which is rapidly becoming your favorite room of the house. Having one is also becoming a trend among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom is the size of a small barn, with carpet thick enough to reach your ankles. Your study has hardback editions of every classic ever written, plus a special edition of Rich Dad, Poor Dad with the parts you ghost-authored highlighted. One of your garages holds your collection of ferraris, and is measured in acreage.
Your home also includes a guest wing and private quarters for your servants. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.
And, you have a pet -- a doberman pincer named "Warren".
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I don't much care for chocolate. I'd definitely scrap the Ferraris and replace them with a pair of Priuses (Prii?). I like to putter about in the kitchen and couldn't do without one. A doberman would not be my pet of choice. I'd have a bunch of lap dogs (like the Osbornes).
The carpets, the classics, the maze and the servants I could live with.
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