The $75 per hour jumps to $300 per hour if you let Jerry's liver-spotted wrinkly old cadaver hands run his leathery yet paper-thin dementia and urine soaked hands roam all over your body
$600 per hour if you can pull off the greatest miracle of all time and make his floppy limp shriveled up soggy spaghetti noodle do something, anything, other than roll over and play dead no matter how many blue pills he gulps down like Skittles
His wife won't care. She sold her soul for gold decades ago. Decades.
That's our owner.