Bajillionaire in Bismarck

This is a totally random short little post because I obviously don't have time to blog or I would do it more often...

Someday, when I am a bajillionaire, I am going to hire a fruit cutter to follow me around and cut up my fruit for me. Similiar to how Ken Paves follows Jessica Simpson around to make sure her hair looks fabulous (I will have one of him, too), I want someone who will core my pineapple, cut up my watermelon into bite sized pieces, core my apples (and maybe peel them sometimes, too), pluck my grapes off the stems, peel and slice my peaches and pears and nectarines, and most importantly, peel my mangos and cut them into cute little squares. I can handle spitting out my own cherry pits.