Ok so here is the scenario... You've decided to sell or give all your worldly possessions... Everything!

Keep in mind, you haven't won the lottery here... All you own is (enter amount here) bucks. What would you do?

Oh and Winner gets all my chit!

Hmmmm (enter amount) I would buy some land in the bush, build a big treehouse, plant a huge garden, make myself pretty self sufficient and only come out to work when I needed something that I couldnt provide for myself.

That would be my ideal if I had no responsibilities at all.

thanks but I've already got toO much chit

Sell all your chit and donate all the money, amounting to (enter amount here) bucks, to an animal shelter.

Hmmm, well, as everything I had was already
stolen, if I cashed in I would use all that
$$ to purchase a tank of gas and a Twinkie.

The tank of gas is to get to Canada, to look
at all YOUR stuff, bribable with the Twinkie.

^^ WIN! :D

All I want is world peace.


Oh..thought this was a pageant.

I actually did this once. It was a very freeing experience.

If I didn't have children I would do it again and simply backpack my way through the country. Once I was done with the U.S. I might consider going through Europe.

And here I thought you were ridin round in that nina, smokin on that keisha...

I'd take my duffel bag full of cash, my dog (I'm not giving him up!!) and be stepping off on my way to parts unknown. Assuming I gave up my truck along with everything else, I suppose I'd either be hitchhiking back home to Vermont, or possibly flying somewhere exotic where my meager supply of cash would buy plenty of dog food, and I could kick back on a beach catching nothing but a tan for a spell.

At least until I snapped back to reality, got a job, replaced my ****, and started rebuilding my life again.

I have thought about selling off or even abandoning all my stuff but after seeing how people on the street are treated I think I will stay put. Not that I particularly care about my stuff.

I would if i could, but i can't so i won't ...

Buy a Ferrari and take my iPod and on the road I go

Buy my own island in the South Pacific

Start a hippie commune again, self sufficient.

Well you Canadians have some good chit so I'm going to take a stab at this. I would sell everything to the highest bidder. Cash only. Then I would hit the road to your scenerio.......

I wouldn't have to do anything, because I'd end up in a state mental hospital after the police arrested me for indecent exposure.

After all, your clothes are a part of your possessions.

I would like to stop world hunger and eradicate poverty.

I could eradicate poverty by lowering the poverty line. All a body really needs to do is to keep lowering the poverty line until there is nobody left in the world who could get under it. Bingo, no more poverty.

I could stop wrold hunger by setting up counselling for the poor how to deal with their hunger. (This is an original by Paul S., my ex best friend.)

Since my funds (both of them) are too negligible to accomplish the above, I would start a rumour or an ad campaign, maybe a late-night consumer product show on sell-tv, that my chit is an excellent anti-aging and beautifying cream, and then sit back, relax, and watch all the Paris Hiltons and Paris Hilton wannabes smear my stuff on their faces at night before going to bed, while the money piles up in my Swiss bank account.

Okay, a few more gems from my friend Paul:

1. Start a coast-to-coast cross-Canada car race with no breaks in any of the cars.
2. Declare a national holiday to honour somebody famous, does not really matter who, during which nobody would be allowed to relieve themselves in the entire nation for a full twenty-four hour period.
3. Start an animal training saloon in which monkeys would train dogs toward becoming blind-leading dogs.
4. This fourth point is too sickening to put here.

I told Paul one day that if I won the grand prize in the lotteries, I'd come over to his house, and offer him a thousand dollars if he simply sat on his couch and dirtied himself on the spot. For the faint at heart, please relax, I never won the lottery and I gave up buying tickets some twelve years ago.

This is actually true: in my highschool years in Hungary, in a class trip to the Gulag (it was a communist youth voluntary work camp, where we dag ditches all day long for no pay, in the summer vacatation in school -- no joke), a classmate of mine offered me ten forints (worth no more than three cents -- would buy five single-schoop ice cream cones at the time) to go into the swimming pool in the camp, always full of murky waters, fully clad in camp uniform, and submerge myself fully, including the hat. I did, and the entire camp laughed (I guess at me) for the next full two weeks, non-stop.

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Edit: I mean, there is something infinitely funny about short, pudgy, young Jewish boys going into a dirty wading pool and get voluntarily and totally submerged in full camp uniform. FOR THREE CENTS. This is undeniably funny, in any part of the known universe.

Thanks, John 1:11, this is a really good topic. People seem to be having tons of fun with it.

With the exeption of your outtanding herbs....I don't want your stuff John....(it is exquisite)

I am unloading everything I got on my friends to move to Oregon. I am taking my dog, my clothes, my car and my money....everything else is going to my friends kids who are just hitting thier 20's.

The older I get....the less crap I need.

Give your stuff to young people...they will dig it.