Ten thousand dollars a day into your bank account, all taxes paid and nobody cares about the source, BUT THERE'S A CATCH!

[Major Tuddy]

Every day, at a random time during the day, you FART.

I don't mean a little toot-toot; I mean a twelve-second-long, 90-decibel BIG GAHDAMN PRIZEWINNER OF AN ASSHOLE BLAST that gasses out the whole damn room.

There ain't no denying it; everyone knows you turned the room into gahdamn Auschwitz AND THEY FUCKING HATE YOU.

It's a dry fart; your pants and underpants are safe. BUT IT STINKS WORSE THAN A DUA LIPA CONCERT.

Do you take the deal? I'll go first...FUCK YEAH get paid to do what I've been doing for free for years?

 

[EnemyOfTheLulz]

Not a chance, I already fart too much

 

[Quence]

Ten thousand dollars a day​

Absolute peanuts. Quence wouldn’t get out of bed for anything less than 500k per day.

 

[Major Tuddy]

Absolute peanuts. Quence wouldn’t get out of bed for anything less than 500k per day.

You do realize that getting out of bed is optional for this one, right?