A hot billionaire walks into a bar So this guy walks into a bar. He's wearing a gorgeous hand-tailored Savile Row suit with an Hermes necktie, Ferragamo shoes, and a gold Patek Phillipe wristwatch, while holding a key fob for a Ferrari. His hair is perfect, he has a chiseled jaw, strong arms, and a golden tan. He has a BEAUTIFUL woman on each arm, both of them wearing Harry Winston jewelry, Jimmy Choo shoes, and finest Milanese couture. Also, instead of a head, the man has an orange (the fruit). They approach the bartender, and the guy says, "Drinks are on me for the rest of the night. Let's have a round for everybody, shall we?” The bartender says "Wow, what's your story?" The guy and his two ladies settle down at the bar, and the guy says, "Well, 5 years ago I came across an oil lamp, and I rubbed it, and wouldn't you know it, there was a flash of light, and a puff of smoke, and a trumpet fanfare, and then a genie came out! He offered me three wishes. So I wished for a billion dollars." The bartender said, "Yeah, that makes sense, with the suit, and the jewelry, and the drinks and all. What about the rest of it?" The guy said, "Well, I wished to be irresistible to the ladies." The bartender said, "Yeah, that checks, explains your haircut, and the the two women with you when you came in. So, I have to ask... What's with your head?" And the guy says, "Well, I think here is where I may have gone wrong. I wished for my head to be an orange."