I’d be driving my new Lincoln to the BunnyRanch outside of Vegas.
I’d pay off all my debts, and all those debts of my immediate family, then go hire an attorney to go sue the living shit out of my ex for what she did to our son!
I’d also pay off my debts,but then buy a strip club
I think I’d improve my present situation, do something for those who have stuck by me and maybe make life miserable for those who did me harm. Then again, maybe just endow some worthwhile project instead of going for revenge. Who knows? I’d sure like to find out though.
Darn! I was hoping at least one of you would say you would donate a few million to your favorite blog. Hint .. hint!
Oh, never mind! I’ll just keep slogging five miles every day, through the snow, uphill both ways to get to this blog and then sweat over a hot browser cooking your posts all day long with no reward. I get no money and no respect!
(skipper, are you having a Rodney Dangerfield moment?)
Yup!
This was in mind as a worthwhile project, Skipper. That and the project to find wimmen willing to please wealthy fat old men.
I’ll drink to that: Here’s to NEKKID WIMMIN AND FAT BANK ACCOUNTS!!!!
If it happened in the next couple of years, I’d certainly purchase a ticket on one of Rutan/Virgin Galactic’s flights to space.
I’d take a trip around the world and visit all of the places that I haven’t been to yet that I want to see (Australia, India, South and Central America, Israel, Egypt, Hawaii, Russia, Scotland).
I’d do whatever my wife dreamt of that was important to her.
I’d go skydiving at least once.
After all of this and maybe a couple of other things I haven’t thought of, I’d set aside enough to keep me and my wife comfortable for at least 5 years.
I’d give a reasonable amount to the family members I thought deserved it and would use it wisely.
I’d donate the rest to an organization like Christian Childrens Fund.
I thought OCM would say something about purchasing a “bale” and a pallet of cheese puffs.
An extended trip to Hempfest??
Damn straight OCM, I bet it would. And a nekkid women with a fat bank account, the munchies AND a 5 star meal wuld beat ‘em all