what would you do?
What would you do if you were given a million Pounds? Would you keep it all for yourself or would you give it (or use it) to help others?
I would help others I think...I dont need lots of money, sure I want it but I dont need it. Insted of giving it to a charity id make my own so that I know that id really be making a difference!
What about you?
Kagga(Cod)
Here I am to save the day!
I'd go on a diet to lose that weight.
But with 1.8 million dollars, I'd probably start with a 10% as tithe, then doing some upgrades on my computer system
then maybe I'd pay off all those people I've pirated from and put the rest in teh bank after buying some plane tickets to various placesxD
Reminds me of Office Space
I would play music and study philosophy
I'd go to the hospital because 1 million pounds is just waaaaaaaaaaay too much fat.
:monster2: One, AH! AH! Two, AH AH! Three, AH AH!
I hate to post in this, but in General Chat the thread titles thing says "what would you do?" and then underneathe is says "do porn!" ahahaha.
Wait, now it moved. FIX IT. Fine, I'll just be childishly amused.
help people, invest half of it, and keep the rest.
Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again! I hardly knew I should use me feet again!
What do you have to say for yourself?
Convert it to USD and be signifigantly richer than most US millionaires.
That was what I was going to say...Originally Posted by Hsu
...Oh well.
I would change it to Aussie Dollar
AHHH that was gonna be my answer!
I'd buy the internet.
I like Kung-Fu.
Mine too. =(AHHH that was gonna be my answer!
I'd be boring and put it in the bank or something.
Unless someone pissed me off before. Then I'd probably get revenge.
I would put certain plans in motion and grow in wealth, prestige, and power.
Actually, I'd probably buy a few k's worth of entertainment products, then use some to put friends through college, and put everything else into the bank to buy a house and suchlike.
A million pounds? I'd get lipo-suction.
I'd use some of it to pay the rest of my parent's mortgage off. Umm, I'd probably also buy a very advanced computer. Oh, and I would pay some hitman to take out all the scum who create spyware.
The rest? Well, it wouldn't really bother me all that much, to be honest. I wouldn't need it for anything. Maybe I would invest it in some property.
Casteal is my little sister!
I'd research global genocide . . .I mean, I'd research a way to prevent global genocide . . .
Seriously though, I'd invest everything into my career. Nothing like a lot of green to get on top of the game fast!
With the money I earned from my career built from the ground up in complete regard to my $1000000 investment, I'd buy a huge house with wooden floors in which I'd set up an intricate (tiny) hotwheels raceway that spanned the entire house: fascinating to see without being an obstacle. I don't really like swimming, but I'd have an indoor pool anyway. The massive room in which the pool would reside would have a roof that opens for fresh air and sunlight. I prefer an indoor pool to avoid nature invading my waters. I hate when foliage and dead bugs pollute the swimming area.
I'd buy the cars whose body designs have fascinated me since I was child. Cars like the Corvette '67. Eventually, each of my children would have one which I'd have customized specifically for them.
My major priority in all this would actually be to research a way to find everyone and anyone responsible for creating and distributing adware and spyware. Then I'd hire a bounty hunter squad to hunt them all down and return them to my castle where I'd group them all together and have my dungeonmaster, the most wicked and merciless psycho I can find, do horrible things to them one by one as all the others watched at gunpoint unable to do anything, whether it be to interfere or to run or to cover their eyes for their torment.
My reasoning is that like any criminal whose activities directly affect and harm the average innocent citizen, these hackers deserve far greater anguish and torment than is humanly possible to manifest.
After all this, I'd send any still in their right minds out into the world to warn any other foolish enough to consider distributing adware or spyware of just who they'll be visiting.
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 would get a plane ticket to Japan....and buy Squaresoft :skull3:.x..
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