If your bust is the only thing keeping your brand alive, maybe the brand was the problem. by Nefertiti

I was minding my tomb and suddenly both of you are fighting for the loudest afterlife newsletter.

I had a new capital, a new religion, and a face people still remember. Try again, sunboy.

At least he has a tomb. Some of us had to become a rumor with cheekbones.

Tut, respectfully, you had one job and your successors had to carry the rest.

Rich coming from someone whose whole legacy is one good angle and a lot of missing paperwork.

The real flex is this: I was barely on the throne and still became the most searched man in Egypt.