In a small village there lived a man who was the cousin of Buddha. He was old, poor, and bitter, especially towards Buddha, because he never gave him any money.

He was poor you see because he had a wife, and fifteen children. Being shot down for the 80th time by his cousin, he decided the only way he would ever get the Buddha fortune would be to kill him, and inherent it all. To him it was flawless, as he was his only living relative, well besides Aunt Carol, but he would take care of her too.

The night finally came after months of preparing, and he silently slipped into Buddha's summer castle. He crept up the marble stairs, which featured rather nice jade hand railings. He walked into his cousin's bedroom where he was now sleeping, and stabbed him fourteen times, and then prayed to god for the crime he committed. He then pushed the Buddha off the bed, and took 9 billion dollars from under the mattress, leaving 100k behind to handle the funeral.

He left the castle right away, only stopping to tell the secretary that his cousin had died. He ran from the country never returning to his wife or 14 kids again. One of them died from polio.

Unfortunately, he spent a large sum of the money on a furious cocaine habit, which got him into many a tight spots. During a drug bust in Zurich, he jumped out the window, with cocaine and money in hand. After being tired of running from the law he, eventually hid the rest of the 4 billion dollars, and some say the greatest cocaine anyone has ever seen, somewhere in Grenada, and then commenced to kill him self with a rusty crowbar. To this day no one is 100 percent sure where the money is, though some suggest that it is most definitely not in Andorra.

Well, what happened to Buddha you say? Well the government handled that. They put someone in Buddha’s place, who looked exactly like him through expensive plastic surgery. All of this without anyone knowing, except for a couple Buddha is dead myths, but the government took care of those.

The End