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Monday, October 20, 2008
If I win the lottery....
...my plan is to get as far away from everyone as possible. With that in mind, below is a picture of my dream house, to be acquired when the Mega Millions fairy waves her magic wand over me and my lottery ticket!
posted by Nigel St.John Regina Smegmatica Howle-Raines @ 10:34 AM
"Ego mos imbibo bierra tunc cado ut solum" -- from the Latin, this is the motto I live by. Translated, it goes like this: "I will drink beer and then fall to the floor". Beautiful, poetic, charming, no?
Face like a box of writhing maggots, dresses like Wilbur Post from the TV show "Mr. Ed", hates the great outdoors, much prefers the great indoors, so long as those doors are locked. Two words: shaved armpits.
3 Comments:
nothing like having an unobstructed view, dearest...
but pray tell, no driveway or helipad ?
Really? And I thought you were such a good people person....
I'm gonna do a beach somewhere in South America I think.
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