Masterful Bunny, Real Life
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MatthewVett
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Going to Vegas seems like pushing your good luck a bit much. I'd probably auction off the bourbon, put a good chunk of the money into savings, and spend the rest on a dream vacation.
JackLuis
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For me a week or two in Maui would be nice. I don't gamble.
Hypoxia
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Many hoaxes are fun to think about. Especially whilst serving a fiver for fraud. "Oh yes, that practical joke I played with the lottery tickets was quite amusing, heh heh. But the state just has no sense of humor." How to tell this particular incident was a hoax: they announced it. Smart cookies would have kept quiet. Disclosing your treasure is really dumb.
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So I shouldn't say anything about the blonde and redhead i found in that hayloft, right.
Handley_Page
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So I shouldn't say anything about the blonde and redhead i found in that hayloft, right.
Definitely not.
Well, not until the Statue of Limitations is up, anyway.
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Better a statue of Limitations than a statue of Kim Kardashian.
Handley_Page
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She's one of the "Famous for being famous", ain't she ?
I think I'd rather spend time learning Cardassian. . . See HERE.
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I know one guy who found a kilogram of pure heroin when cleaning out his deceased parents' home. The father was a doctor who'd acquired it back when it was a legal painkiller, and never disposed of it.
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It's a great hoax. I think we all dream of finding a hidden treasure. At about 12 years old or so I found a St. Christopher medal when I was playing out in the jungle behind our house. Not being catholic I had no idea what it was until my parents told me. The medal itself was copper or brass, well weathered, the image in relief on a hexagonal medal about an inch and a half in diameter.
I still have the medal itself somewhere, but my mom "stole" the chain, it was real gold. That was the only valuable "treasure" I ever found. But once, when exploring an abandoned house at about the same age, I leaned on the ornate mantle piece, only to have it fall with a loud crash. Under it were three business cards, each for a different man, hidden in the brickwork behind where the mantle was.
There were three of us and we split up the cards, I lost mine somewhere in all the moves we made both as child and since I've been on my own. I've thought up lots of fantasies about the meaning of the cards hidden away since then.
A few months ago I was walking the dog along a river bank, it had flooded there the year before and the sandy soil was covered with dead leaves and broken branches and torn up tree trunks. I saw an old mason jar lid peeking out of the sand, and pulled up the jar beneath it. I had images in my head of rolls of bills or better yet a jar full of old gold coins.
It was rotted peach preserves.
I still have the medal itself somewhere, but my mom "stole" the chain, it was real gold. That was the only valuable "treasure" I ever found. But once, when exploring an abandoned house at about the same age, I leaned on the ornate mantle piece, only to have it fall with a loud crash. Under it were three business cards, each for a different man, hidden in the brickwork behind where the mantle was.
There were three of us and we split up the cards, I lost mine somewhere in all the moves we made both as child and since I've been on my own. I've thought up lots of fantasies about the meaning of the cards hidden away since then.
A few months ago I was walking the dog along a river bank, it had flooded there the year before and the sandy soil was covered with dead leaves and broken branches and torn up tree trunks. I saw an old mason jar lid peeking out of the sand, and pulled up the jar beneath it. I had images in my head of rolls of bills or better yet a jar full of old gold coins.
It was rotted peach preserves.
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We found a buried treasure but I know better than to say what, where or when, other than that it is quite safe now, thank you. Well, I *can* say that we had an idea of where it was, and we hired some strong young bucks to dig up the area, and we kept a close eye on everything -- and we were there when it was hit. We got it all; they got paid off without knowing anything. All are happy.
We did leave a little treat for any subsequent treasure seekers. We refilled the hole after placing urns filled with late pet ashes. They won't mind.
We did leave a little treat for any subsequent treasure seekers. We refilled the hole after placing urns filled with late pet ashes. They won't mind.
