a million dollars, I'd buy a damn brewery and turn the planet into alcoholics.
So guys, what's the first thing you'd buy with a million dollars/pounds?
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a million dollars, I'd buy a damn brewery and turn the planet into alcoholics.
So guys, what's the first thing you'd buy with a million dollars/pounds?
in b4 2 chicks at the same time
Curse you!!!!!Originally Posted by Sergeant Hartman
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As for me I'd say lots of investments to secure early retirement for me.
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A new wallet. My old one is tearing up.
A'yo, I'd buy the newly invented Automatic Pimp Hand Relaxer cause pimps have to keep that hand strong. Can I get an Amen ya' heard me...
A million dollars isn't really that much. You probably wouldn't be able to buy a lot of breweries, if even a single one.
However, you'd get a pretty nice car+house and you wouldn't need to get a loan for them.
I would keep working and use the extra money on stuff that most people get a loan to be able to afford. After I bought the most awesome PC out there, that is.
Now if I got 10 or 20 million dollars, I'd just put them into stocks, bonds and a high-interest bank account, and then live off the interest for the rest of my life. 10-20 millions should earn me a 500k-1M in interests a year. Now with that kind of money flowing in each year without me having to do a thing, I'd just get me a real easy job with close to zero responsibility because it'd get boring not having anything to do, and because it can sometimes be fun to meet new people. Also, Id be coming over to visit all you cool people on the internets. (You know who you are!)
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everything is wrapped in gray
i'm focusing on your image
can you hear me in the void?
I'd buy a really big house and a swell new guitar.
I'd move out to California and buy my way into UCLA.
I'd probably also get some good quality clothes, maybe some new tires for my truck, and I'd help out my sis with her entrepeneurial dreams.
A house in a distant wonderful country
I'm a practical individual, so I'm certain that I would invest a good deal of it.
I'd buy real estate. Wait for it to increase in value, sell, and then buy more real estate.
Damn man, publishing, copyrighting, trademarking, and marketing all cost the big money. I'd spend my million on putting out my name, sucking in the fame, and letting the billion bills rain down on my brand new '67-styled jet-black Chevy Corvette concept designed by yours truly. I got houses to build, mouths to feed, and a bunch of useless crap to buy 'cause I'm a damned greedy gluttonous bastardo.
With all the books, movies, and television I could write, having that initial mil would solidify my place in the billy's club.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
I'd quit college and pay to start an OU degree straight away in Psychology. I'd also book a holiday, and buy a Newcastle season ticket for me and my brother.
Pay the rest of my education and pay back my student loans. Do the same for my sister. I'd probably give some to my parents as well. Then book a return flight to Japan for a month for me and my boyfriend.
Anything left over would be a PS3, a nice LCD TV and a good sound system to boot.
Use it on travelling, move away from home, buy some stuff and maybe give some away to charity.
If I had a million bucks, it wouldn't be enough, cause I'd still be out robbing armoured trucks.
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