Hey, Jim Irsay. Whatcha doing? “Clearin’ out some space f’r a few more brewdogs.” Feeling better? “Stomach’s empty, brother! Shit: nose, too. Got any krell, bitch?” I have no krell, and don’t call me bitch. “You like these here dungarees?” They’re very stylish. “Had a homo pick ’em out f’r me.” Nice. “How you fixed … Continue reading The People’s Billionaire