[quote]pushmepullme wrote:
not tell ANYONE about the money.[/quote]
^THIS
And buy a house on a farm, train, raise a few animals, and travel every so often to have some fun. Then again, mo money, mo problems… and mo bitchez…[/quote]
Unfortunately, once you buy those tickets, I am pretty sure there is a clause that mentions you having to be willing to appear in promos and such, so you can’t really keep it quiet. Hence the need for an attorney and a good financial advisor before you step forward.
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I read somwhere that the lottery corp also releases your name to certain charities that in turn hound you four contributions, nice burden to have though.
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Or as of late here in Canada, if you work for a company that had bought a winning ticket, everyone else who works there claims that they should get their share even though they didn’t chip in for it.
[quote]pushmepullme wrote:
not tell ANYONE about the money.[/quote]
^THIS
And buy a house on a farm, train, raise a few animals, and travel every so often to have some fun. Then again, mo money, mo problems… and mo bitchez…[/quote]
Unfortunately, once you buy those tickets, I am pretty sure there is a clause that mentions you having to be willing to appear in promos and such, so you can’t really keep it quiet. Hence the need for an attorney and a good financial advisor before you step forward.
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I read somwhere that the lottery corp also releases your name to certain charities that in turn hound you four contributions, nice burden to have though.
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Or as of late here in Canada, if you work for a company that had bought a winning ticket, everyone else who works there claims that they should get their share even though they didn’t chip in for it.[/quote]
I read about that, the person was on vacation or something and now they want their share. My wife is the caretaker of the lottery pool at her work and if you go on vacation you have to cough up your share before you go away, no exceptions or you are out. Hold up in court? who knows.
Whenever I hear of a person winning a shit ton of money and saying they will keep working at the dollar store or whatever it pisses me off. You won, great now move over so someone who needs a job can work in your spot. Or better yet open your own store and employ others if you still want to work/rant.
[quote]pushmepullme wrote:
not tell ANYONE about the money.[/quote]
^THIS
And buy a house on a farm, train, raise a few animals, and travel every so often to have some fun. Then again, mo money, mo problems… and mo bitchez…[/quote]
Unfortunately, once you buy those tickets, I am pretty sure there is a clause that mentions you having to be willing to appear in promos and such, so you can’t really keep it quiet. Hence the need for an attorney and a good financial advisor before you step forward.
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From Mega Millions -
"14. Can a Mega Millions jackpot winner claim the prize anonymously?
Public disclosure laws vary from state to state. Some states require their lotteries to publicly identify winners, while others do not. Check with your Mega Millions state lottery."
Quick research in Colorado indicates that you can use a trust to claim, so you can remain fairly anonymous. Yet another reason to get a lawyer and a money dude before claiming.
I’d establish a self reliant co-op for friends and family to live in (should they so choose); a place where everyone actively helps their neighbor.
And then I would dig a moat around it and fill it with mutant electric eels. Oh, and a sniper tower to give us a tactical advantage in case of a zombie apocalypse.
[quote]SmilingPolitely wrote:
I’d establish a self reliant co-op for friends and family to live in (should they so choose); a place where everyone actively helps their neighbor.
And then I would dig a moat around it and fill it with mutant electric eels. Oh, and a sniper tower to give us a tactical advantage in case of a zombie apocalypse.[/quote]
What I would simply love to do…buy a crazy car, something very comfortable, very fast, and very pretty and drive around Europe and North America, and anywhere else that has gnarly roads for gnarly fast cars.
If I won an insane amount of money from the lottery, I would buy a 757 jet and trick it out like Air Force One. I would then proceed to fly to EVERY party location on the planet. Vegas, Miami, St. Tropez, Amsterdam, Brazil. At each location I would recruit the baddest bitchez who would be contractually obligated to blow me when I snap my fingers. I would have a practicing physician on board for the inevitable alcohol poisoning and dehydration, of course.
This would continue for about a year and a half. After I was satisfied with my Caligula-esque Odyssey I would hire a hitman to shoot my plane down with a SAM I would of course dive out of the plane with a photographer seconds before the missile hit. He would take a picture of the heroics and I would send it out as my Christmas card with the caption “I was to busy being awesome, that’s why I didn’t get you shit!”
Then, I would buy an NFL team and rename them the Titty Mongers. Win the Superbowl within 3years and rub my dick on the Lombardi Trophy.
[quote]kothreat wrote:
You guys like to throw money away it sounds like.
I’d turn my millions into billions.[/quote]
What would you do with those billions?[/quote]
I guess what I should have said was I would make sure I invested properly, and set myself up so I would have multiple income streams. Then I would start throwing it away. So I could keep throwing it away.
Charlie Sheen doesn’t go out and buy a suitcase full of blow only once. Oh no, he makes sure he can keep doing it. [/quote]
[quote]Pootie Tang wrote:
If I won an insane amount of money from the lottery, I would buy a 757 jet and trick it out like Air Force One. I would then proceed to fly to EVERY party location on the planet. Vegas, Miami, St. Tropez, Amsterdam, Brazil. At each location I would recruit the baddest bitchez who would be contractually obligated to blow me when I snap my fingers. I would have a practicing physician on board for the inevitable alcohol poisoning and dehydration, of course.
This would continue for about a year and a half. After I was satisfied with my Caligula-esque Odyssey I would hire a hitman to shoot my plane down with a SAM I would of course dive out of the plane with a photographer seconds before the missile hit. He would take a picture of the heroics and I would send it out as my Christmas card with the caption “I was to busy being awesome, that’s why I didn’t get you shit!”
Then, I would buy an NFL team and rename them the Titty Mongers. Win the Superbowl within 3years and rub my dick on the Lombardi Trophy.
[quote]Pootie Tang wrote:
If I won an insane amount of money from the lottery, I would buy a 757 jet and trick it out like Air Force One. I would then proceed to fly to EVERY party location on the planet. Vegas, Miami, St. Tropez, Amsterdam, Brazil. At each location I would recruit the baddest bitchez who would be contractually obligated to blow me when I snap my fingers. I would have a practicing physician on board for the inevitable alcohol poisoning and dehydration, of course.
This would continue for about a year and a half. After I was satisfied with my Caligula-esque Odyssey I would hire a hitman to shoot my plane down with a SAM I would of course dive out of the plane with a photographer seconds before the missile hit. He would take a picture of the heroics and I would send it out as my Christmas card with the caption “I was to busy being awesome, that’s why I didn’t get you shit!”
Then, I would buy an NFL team and rename them the Titty Mongers. Win the Superbowl within 3years and rub my dick on the Lombardi Trophy.
[quote]Pootie Tang wrote:
If I won an insane amount of money from the lottery, I would buy a 757 jet and trick it out like Air Force One. I would then proceed to fly to EVERY party location on the planet. Vegas, Miami, St. Tropez, Amsterdam, Brazil. At each location I would recruit the baddest bitchez who would be contractually obligated to blow me when I snap my fingers. I would have a practicing physician on board for the inevitable alcohol poisoning and dehydration, of course.
This would continue for about a year and a half. After I was satisfied with my Caligula-esque Odyssey I would hire a hitman to shoot my plane down with a SAM I would of course dive out of the plane with a photographer seconds before the missile hit. He would take a picture of the heroics and I would send it out as my Christmas card with the caption “I was to busy being awesome, that’s why I didn’t get you shit!”
Then, I would buy an NFL team and rename them the Titty Mongers. Win the Superbowl within 3years and rub my dick on the Lombardi Trophy.