Oct.10.2007 Being rich sounds fun
National Enquirer heir Paul Pope seems like a real cool dude. And by cool dude, I mean rich guy capable of making his employees do idiotic things.
Pope, writing about himself in the third person, chronicles growing up with only bodyguards as friends. Even now, they are the closest people to him, yet he enjoys playing “practical jokes” on them.
“To see what they’re made of,” he writes, “Paul spikes the drinks of new bodyguards … with Valium. Paul wants to see how they handle themselves under duress. One guy gets so loaded that he pulls out a gun at a bar and sticks it in the ear of a bartender.”
He writes that he paid “one bodyguard $1,000 to swim across a Florida waterway, then punched him in the face after the guard arrives back on shore.”
Pope details his zest for frequent sexual romps, though admitting he once “cut the hair off a model during a drunken stupor.” But hookers, he writes, often “become so enamored with Paul and his desire to please them, that they often offer to come back and hang with him for free.”
Wow. I don’t know what else you can add onto that. This guy, if telling the truth, might be the greatest testament to youthful, wealthy douchebaggery. Also lying. God doesn’t make you incredibly wealthy and moderately good looking in addition to being stellar in bed. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if Paul Pope had the smooth genitalia of a Ken doll to even out his hand in life.
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