This is how I imagine rich aging rockers decorate their lavish retirement villas.
Never have I wished to be a little girl again like I do now.
That dog's bed is nicer than my whole house. Can I come crash at your place, Fido?
Strum a tune while you do (super short) laps.
My butler lights it for me every night as I pull into my private lot.
Nicola Schiavone was recently nabbed by the Italian tax police. He has some opulent taste!
You can't fool us, chair, we know it's you under those expensive clothes!