Mel-Mel the Abused

They think he's hanging out with the wrong people. Read: he shouldn't have friends now that he has millions. Because you know what's better than friendship? Money. He should just stuff his pillow case full of Benjamins and go to bed at 10pm and wake up at 6am, hopefully ready to shoot 1,000 free throws. Rather than call up his brothers to hang out, he should just chill alone in a jacuzzi full of hundred dollar bills. Either that, or do some Pete Maravich drills. Why doesn't he get it? At 7 million a year, the Indiana public owns him.