If you won the powerball

:rofl:

:shock:

 

Two chicks at the same time.

 

That sir is happiness money can buy

 

You're supposed to have that ready and waiting just in case you win.

You don't need to win the powerball to do that. What are you waiting for?

 

I knew my avatar bugged you.

 

Ten percent of the net would go into my f'it account. This would be used for mostly non-consumable f'it purchases such as travel, suites at Tiger Stadium, the Superdome and the Shrine on Airline.

A million each to my alma maters for endowed scholarships.

Another million into a trust for needy family and friends administered, like Red said, by a crochety old dude who gets to hear the sob stories so I don't have to. Maybe make Red and SabanFan co-trustees because if somebody can get THEM to agree they must really need the money.

A health, education and welfare trust for my son.

Pay off debt and maybe get a bigger house; if not a bigger house then have both a whole-house generator and pool installed here.

Since law firms are the biggest legal Ponzi schemes in the world, plow some serious capital into mine. Hire about a dozen 3-5 year lawyers (they've got enough experience to know where the courthouse is but aren't so set in their ways they can't learn) and the staff to support them. Make my current associate the managing lawyer, cause she's a feisty little Cuban who doesn't take anyone's sh!t. Pay the lawyers on an eat (a portion of) what you kill and cherry pick the cases I work on.

With the remainder, and it should be a fairly substantial number, hire the best frigging money guy I can find and pay him a portion of the income he generates.

 

You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac Eldorado convertible, hot pink, with whale skin hubcaps and all leather cow interior and big brown baby seal eyes for headlights. Yeah! And I'm gonna drive around in that baby at 115 miles an hour, getting 1 mile per gallon, sucking down quarter pounder cheeseburgers from McDonald's in the old-fashioned non- biodegradable Styrofoam containers! And when I'm done suckin' down those grease ball burgers and then toss the Styrofoam containers right out the side,

 

It's Charlize, but I can't say I disagree with you there. :thumb:

 

We don't hate the Rich, we just refuse to get on our knees and blow them from dawn to dusk like everyone else....