I'd sink into like the deepest depression over and end up being a spooky reclusive writer.
What would you do if somebody gave you a million pounds?
Everywhere I go I'm asked if I think the university stifles writers. My opinion is that they don't stifle enough of them. There's many a bestseller that could have been prevented by a good teacher. ~Flannery O'Connor
((Uh...I think that translates into about 2 million dollers...))
I would buy some new games for my Wii, download some games online, put some in the bank for college, buy a ferari, paint it camoflauge, and give whatever's left to Nothing But Nets so lots of kids in Africa can be protected from malaria.
What would you do if you woke up to find that your friend had tied your hands and feet to the corners of your bed, then came in with a feather?
Throw cheese puffs at him, then find a new crush.
(I'm in a cheesy toast mood.)
What would you do if you woke up one morning and your bedroom walls were made entirely of toast and your furniture was made of cheese?