I could hack it. When I'm old and retired I plan on living in the woods and killing bears to survive.
I could hack it. When I'm old and retired I plan on living in the woods and killing bears to survive.
My parents say i'm going to live out in the woods with the bears if I don't maintain my strait A- average ;.;
Last time I was 7 and I got a c on this coloring patterns project and they made me stay outside for a night to teach me how poor people who failed at life and school lived ;_;
No relation to topic ._.
I love you
Yeah, and one day you'll realize that all you have to do is move to another, less expensive city, and living requires nothing more than work.
I've come up from the bottom. It's a matter of determination, not grades.
The reason most people who are poor and homeless are poor and homeless is that they got some kind of mental illness that prevents them from maintaining a normal lifestyle.
Poverty is one thing, but living on the streets is completely different. (At least, in America)
Yeah, sure, I could do it. Bare necessities for me would be just food, water, the ability to shower at least once a week, female necessities, clothing and a place to sleep. Possibly books, but then again I don't need that to survive...just would make the year go by much quicker.
Without books though, I'd probably just be sleeping ALL the time. Like serious hibernation-mode. I actually did that one summer. Didn't go anywhere really. That was fun... it sucked trying to readjust my schedule in the week before college started, though. I wonder if that's what bears have to deal with in the spring...
/tangent
Yeah. I'd do it.
| Beati Pauperes Spiritu; Quoniam Ipsorum est Regnum Caelorum |
In the name of a non-existent millionaire that I created, I would first buy a castle for—out of a stroke of luck—$10,000. I would then spend the next few days getting taxied around in a limo, buying all sorts of toys and junk I would never really need, and buying expensive dinner and jewelery for a significantly older woman that I happen to be chasing. It will climax at a massive birthday party I will throw for my imaginary friend and I, where I would find I am down to around $300. Broke and deserted, I create myself a miserable rut to wallow in for a few hours.
Soon enough, the real owners of the money come to collect their cash. I am sure you can guess how mad they would be when they find out their money is all gone. They begin devising a plan, but I am able to escape, with a brief Home Alone-esque scene ensuing (I will even get the opportunity to utter the infinitely-hilarious “That’s gotta hurt!” when someone gets the groin shot). The criminals (the owners of the money are criminals, it seems) eventually do catch me, and it seems now that I am really going to get punished. But what’s this? That girl that I was chasing was in the FBI the whole time, investigating the mystery millionaire I created. Just when it seems that I have to come clean about my lying and deceit, another stroke of luck hits: it turns out that one of criminals actually planned to take the name of my imaginary millionaire, thinking that the new name would mean he wouldn’t have to return to prison. Two men are arrested, and then the FBI arrests the third one just for good measure. Now depressed that the girl was only interested in me for my information, I resume moping (despite the fact that I should be extremely grateful that I have just gotten away with what I have). However, when I talk it over with her, it seems that she has developed an interest in me. She promised 8-10 years, and I am able to bargain 6.
I go home, and finish celebrating my birthday. When asked for what I wish for, I hit them with the honorable “I’ve got everything I want right here” (after stealing $1 Million, lying, spending it and not coming clean, I’m not exactly the most noble and honorable guy, am I?), though after that—in a 90s twist of extreme radness—I see a picture of my girl and hit them with the “On second thought!”
So I pretty much get off without getting punished or learning any valuable lessons at all. On the plus side, I will probably obsess with the girl for those 6 years, and kill one of us when I find out she is married.
So no. I couldn’t. About a week.
[Q=Martyr]But could you do it for a blank check?[/Q]
No. And yes, I read the thread wrong. But I have been planning this for a long time. Give me a break.
Last edited by Meat Puppet; 01-09-2007 at 12:34 AM.
That's how life works
You can pay for your house
I think living things need a shelter :\
And air food and water ^_^
I love you
But could you do it for a blank check?
By a blank check do you mean any amount you want?
A blank check by bill gates maybe?![]()
I love you
I'd probably start of fine then crack a quater of the way through, break the rules and they wouldnt give me the million and I would have wasted 3 months of my life, so no.
Is that American dollars or another country?
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Kefka's coming, look intimidating!
Have a nice day!!
No. It would be like asking me to remove a year from my life, as I wouldn't have a life during that period. A year of my life is worth more than a million dollars.
everything is wrapped in gray
i'm focusing on your image
can you hear me in the void?
id do it in a heartbeat
I would probably go play video games or have sex (the usual) - Nominus Experse
my mom would be like "ve? yo te dije, el internet no es bueno."
"seriously, my mom tells me "que tu hase en eso el dia entero?" and im like "mami yo toy hablando con people" xD. spanglish, ftw." ~ liz
Yes, I'd just rock back and forth for a year saying, "Remember the million. Remember the million. Remember the million. Remember the million. Remember the million." OVER and OVER and OVER.