Two men were marooned on a deserted island. One man was pacing back and forth, terrified that no one would ever rescue them. The other man was sitting against a tree, shading himself comfortably and relaxing. The stressed man paused his pacing to turn to the other and say, “Hey, buddy, aren’t you afraid we’re going to die here? We have no food, and nobody knows where we are!”
The man sitting in the shade cocked an eyebrow and smirked. “I’m not worried,” he says, “I’m a very wealthy man. I make $100,000 a week.” The first man was outraged. “You really think your bank account will save…
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