See, here's the thing: I want to be a millionaire, but I don't want to do what's necessary to become a millionaire. What follows are eight things one can do to become a millionaire:
(1) Make at least one million dollars - perhaps by working for it. BOOOOOO!!!! Did Donald Trump "work" for his million dollars? I doubt that very much.
(2) Steal one million dollars. The thought of this kind of makes me horny. I could totally see myself hanging from some cable, being slowly dropped into a Swiss bank vault ( la Tom Cruise), and cramming a million smackeroos down the front of my pants - that is, if my "johnson" will allow it! AM I RIGHT? AM I RIGHT? Because it's so big? No, no... "johnson" is a slang term for penis, and... OH, FORGET IT!!!
(3) Counterfeit one million dollars. Easier said than done! Besides, the last thing I need is a cashier at the Gap examining some of my work and saying, "Ummm... I'm pretty sure Urkel isn't on the $500,000 bill."
(4) Invent something that will make me one million dollars. Like maybe a goddamn potato-chip bag that won't rip down the side and spill all my goddamn chips all over the goddamn floor! (Hey, that's not a bad idea... though the name is a bit unwieldy.)
(5) Marry an old person who's about to die and inherit one million dollars. Hey! Does anyone know of an old millionaire who's about to die? (And don't say Warren Buffett - I've already tried, and besides, he was horrible in the sack.)
(6) Find one million dollars - perhaps in a satchel left behind by Colombian drug dealers. Again - TOO MUCH WORK! Colombian drug dealers have exactly "zero" sense of humor when it comes to people finding and keeping their money. If the plots of numerous films are any indication, expect to be pursued by these people until they finally catch up to you. And if, god forbid, you've already spent their money on a few thousand cases of Totino's frozen pizzas and a gasoline truck full of Fresca, then you can look forward to some serious dismembering - unless you're good friends with Bruce Willis, who will come screeching in at the last second and kill everyone in sight with a machine gun while screaming, "Hasta la vista, buttfuckers!"
(7) Write a million-dollar screenplay entitled Hasta la Vista, B-effers!
(8) And I suppose you could go on one of those tiresome TV game shows to make a million dollars. However, I'd avoid any show hosted by Alex Trebek (too brainy) or Howie Mandel (too humiliating). You want something that's not too mentally or emotionally taxing - perhaps like Fox's Million Dollar Money Drop debuting this week (Mon Dec 20, 8 pm)! In this show, you and a partner will receive a million bucks right off the bat! Unfortunately, you are then asked a series of multiple-choice questions, and every time you give a wrong answer - FLUSH! A goodly portion of your million bucks is unceremoniously dropped down a chute... and perhaps into the bed of a souped-up pickup truck owned by one Wm.™ Steven Humphrey? HA-HAH! Hasta la vista, b-effers!
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