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Start here => What's your crime? Basic Discussion => Topic started by: Eclair on November 13, 2010, 06:37:02 PM
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What kind of person do you think you'd be?
I pondered this last night...in depth. After I craved a hamburger all night...I then went to bed and was absolutely craving steamed green beans and hot butter (God knows why, but stay with me...).
And I thought...if I was stinking rich, would I make my cook get up in the middle of the night right now and get me beans and cook them the exact way I wanted them.
The sad answer was yes, I think I would have.
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I don't think I'd be like that. I'd want to spend money on my toys.
I wouldn't hire a cook, I'd just hook up with a chick who was a good cook.
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My OCD wouldn't matter coz I'd have a cleaner .
I'd have a really hot gf who looked like a model .
I'd buy loads of cool shit
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A very private one. I would have lots of land and workshops for my tinkering and experiments but few if any employees. Few would know I had money. I don't think I would act that much different than I do now except for being able to get what ever I wanted
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I don't think I'd be like that. I'd want to spend money on my toys.
I wouldn't hire a cook, I'd just hook up with a chick who was a good cook.
^ Yeah, but what if she didn't want to co-operate and cook when you wanted her to?
I can cook, but I couldn't be assed to go get myself a hamburger or green beans last night, so yeah, I'd be paying someone else to do it.
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i'd buy all the gem quality fire agate in the world up. then move to the base of
(http://www.coloradodar.org/chapters/captainrichardsopris/mtsopris3.jpg)
>:D
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A very private one. I would have lots of land and workshops for my tinkering and experiments but few if any employees. Few would know I had money. I don't think I would act that much different than I do now except for being able to get what ever I wanted
Yes, I always vowed that I wouldn't ever tell anyone if I won a lot of money...not even my children. I'wouldn't want them to think they had a fallback and I do want them to master the world for themselves.
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I don't think I'd be like that. I'd want to spend money on my toys.
I wouldn't hire a cook, I'd just hook up with a chick who was a good cook.
^ Yeah, but what if she didn't want to co-operate and cook when you wanted her to?
Does a pimp have to choke a bitch??
(http://verydemotivational.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/129170225930856366.jpg)
I can cook, but I couldn't be assed to go get myself a hamburger or green beans last night, so yeah, I'd be paying someone else to do it.
If I wanted a burger in the middle of the night, I'd go to In-n-Out.
(http://ucanr.org/blogs/wat/blogfiles/228.jpg)
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I'd own an old house with many rooms and a great security system and a full-time housekeeper.
I'd hire a security guard/companion for the Princess Royal, ensure her future economic needs.
Hire a secretary to manage my "life" and filter out the kooks and their requests
Turn down invites from society and rich folks since I'm not like that
Give some people I like some nice gifts
Wait a minute, I'm Queen Victoria, this is my life :duh:
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I don't think I'd be like that. I'd want to spend money on my toys.
I wouldn't hire a cook, I'd just hook up with a chick who was a good cook.
^ Yeah, but what if she didn't want to co-operate and cook when you wanted her to?
Does a pimp have to choke a bitch??
(http://verydemotivational.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/129170225930856366.jpg)
I can cook, but I couldn't be assed to go get myself a hamburger or green beans last night, so yeah, I'd be paying someone else to do it.
If I wanted a burger in the middle of the night, I'd go to In-n-Out.
(http://ucanr.org/blogs/wat/blogfiles/228.jpg)
Oh ha ha....lovely, pure, Scrap says 'oooh, I don't think I'd be like that'....next minute he's bossing his bitches around to cook.
At least mine would be an honest transaction....my chef would be on a salary!
Oh, that's right, your bitches salary would be the privelidge of your Pimping company, right?
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I'd own an old house with many rooms and a great security system and a full-time housekeeper.
I'd hire a security guard/companion for the Princess Royal, ensure her future economic needs.
Hire a secretary to manage my "life" and filter out the kooks and their requests
Turn down invites from society and rich folks since I'm not like that
Give some people I like some nice gifts
Wait a minute, I'm Queen Victoria, this is my life :duh:
.... yeah, I've always wondered what you were doing here when you had all that money and lavish lifestyle.
We are honoured with your presence! ;)
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I would own lots of properties and businesses but the people at them I would let them think I worked for the owner
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I would be a free person. Free from medical bills, free from guilt about having to rely on my parents, free from physical limitations, and free from always needing to plan ahead. Free and happy.
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Oh ha ha....lovely, pure, Scrap says 'oooh, I don't think I'd be like that'....next minute he's bossing his bitches around to cook.
At least mine would be an honest transaction....my chef would be on a salary!
Oh, that's right, your bitches salary would be the privelidge of your Pimping company, right?
Don't hate me because I'm beautiful. :smarty:
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I'd probably most likely share it with someone and buy my own dream house followed by my future wife.
(http://www.ilsul6ana.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/dream-house.jpg)
Very much like this one.
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I'd own an old house with many rooms and a great security system and a full-time housekeeper.
I'd hire a security guard/companion for the Princess Royal, ensure her future economic needs.
Hire a secretary to manage my "life" and filter out the kooks and their requests
Turn down invites from society and rich folks since I'm not like that
Give some people I like some nice gifts
Wait a minute, I'm Queen Victoria, this is my life :duh:
.... yeah, I've always wondered what you were doing here when you had all that money and lavish lifestyle.
We are honoured with your presence! ;)
One does what one can to please my loyal subjects. I am honoured to be your humble Queen. Quick Lady Weeble, the Peasant-Away Spray.
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... I'd drive this! :eyebrows:
(http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/jalopnik/2009/06/Miss_Fugly.jpg)
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I would be a free person. Free from medical bills, free from guilt about having to rely on my parents, free from physical limitations, and free from always needing to plan ahead. Free and happy.
Yes. Free from worry, similar to what I was thinking. Not a material person, so can't see myself buying too much.
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... I'd drive this! :eyebrows:
(http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/jalopnik/2009/06/Miss_Fugly.jpg)
That would make a lovely royal coach.
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I would be tempted to buy my daughter's school or maybe better yet start an even better one for her right here so she didn't have to travel so far. Also, I would probably hire a housekeeper.
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I'd finally move out of home :P
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I'd buy a nice house up on the hill in a nice neighborhood and I wouldn't have to worry about budgeting again. It takes me years before I run out of money. I'd be able to have more kids too and buy a mini van and try and adopt.
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I'd buy a nice house up on the hill in a nice neighborhood and I wouldn't have to worry about budgeting again. It takes me years before I run out of money. I'd be able to have more kids too and buy a mini van and try and adopt.
How many kids do you want?
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I would own lots of properties and businesses but the people at them I would let them think I worked for the owner
There's a show about that, called Undercover Boss. :toporly:
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I would be a free person. Free from medical bills, free from guilt about having to rely on my parents, free from physical limitations, and free from always needing to plan ahead. Free and happy.
Yes. Free from worry, similar to what I was thinking. Not a material person, so can't see myself buying too much.
Me neither! Like parts, I would keep my wealth secret from most people who knew me, and I'd probably keep the same small apartment,
and I might also be a volunteer dishwasher at a soup kitchen just to stay in shape and keep doing the work I enjoy. 8)
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I would go travelling and meet people that I know on here. Satisfy my curiosity. I would like to buy a townhouse.
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A very private one. I would have lots of land and workshops for my tinkering and experiments but few if any employees. Few would know I had money. I don't think I would act that much different than I do now except for being able to get what ever I wanted
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A very private one. I would have lots of land and workshops for my tinkering and experiments but few if any employees. Few would know I had money. I don't think I would act that much different than I do now except for being able to get what ever I wanted
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Also, 90 ton log splitter! :headbang:
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that too
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I'd buy a nice house up on the hill in a nice neighborhood and I wouldn't have to worry about budgeting again. It takes me years before I run out of money. I'd be able to have more kids too and buy a mini van and try and adopt.
How many kids do you want?
Three or four.
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I would be tempted to buy my daughter's school or maybe better yet start an even better one for her right here so she didn't have to travel so far. Also, I would probably hire a housekeeper.
He he, but would the housekeeper be able to keep up with your high standards of cleanliness! :)
:laundry:
Maybe you could be the Director of a housecleaning business and use the money to fund your daughters school!
I actually watched a show on forensic housecleaners not too long ago...awful job, but they make a mint. They go into homes after crime scenes or cases where someone has died and the house needs to be completely sanitised.
I'm not to keen on scraping up brain matter though, so it's a business opportunity I won't be pursuing.
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A very private one. I would have lots of land and workshops for my tinkering and experiments but few if any employees. Few would know I had money. I don't think I would act that much different than I do now except for being able to get what ever I wanted
Me too. ;)
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I would be tempted to buy my daughter's school or maybe better yet start an even better one for her right here so she didn't have to travel so far. Also, I would probably hire a housekeeper.
He he, but would the housekeeper be able to keep up with your high standards of cleanliness! :)
:laundry:
Maybe you could be the Director of a housecleaning business and use the money to fund your daughters school!
I actually watched a show on forensic housecleaners not too long ago...awful job, but they make a mint. They go into homes after crime scenes or cases where someone has died and the house needs to be completely sanitised.
I'm not to keen on scraping up brain matter though, so it's a business opportunity I won't be pursuing.
I don't think I would be either.
I think I am pretty good about letting someone else do things their own way. I have taught my daughter to do some things and I try very hard to resist the temptation of going in behind her and redoing anything she does. My mom told me about my dad's mother doing that to her and how it made her feel, so I don't want to make my daughter feel like that.
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I'd probably buy an old farmhouse somewhere in the middle of some god-forsaken rural town with a few acres and a big barn for storage.
Get a couple more cats, buy a quad, maybe a dirt bike, a hot tub, a pool, and a second car or 2 for getting the groceries.
Something practical. ;)
(http://www.blogcdn.com/www.autoblog.com/media/2009/10/2010-challenger-plum-crazy.jpg)
No servants, no neighbors, no people, I'd tell the world to fuck off and just "be".
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I'd probably buy an old farmhouse somewhere in the middle of some god-forsaken rural town with a few acres and a big barn for storage.
Get a couple more cats, buy a quad, maybe a dirt bike, a hot tub, a pool, and a second car or 2 for getting the groceries.
Something practical. ;)
(http://www.blogcdn.com/www.autoblog.com/media/2009/10/2010-challenger-plum-crazy.jpg)
No servants, no neighbors, no people, I'd tell the world to fuck off and just "be".
Will you Marry me?? :laugh: ;)
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Nobody would know I was filthy stinkng rich. I'd act the same, dress the same, and be the same. I'd make sure my kids were set up for college and a little to get them started off after that and then I would use the rest to take down the Japanese whaling fleet, end the dolphin slaughter in Taiji, and take on the cetacean murderers throughout the world and bring an end to their barbarism. I'd stop the finning of sharks as well.
Money is bullshit and the root of all evil, so I would make sure it was used to battle the evils in this world.
I would probably also do a lot of work with children's groups.
My one personal splurge would be season tickets to the Red Sox, Bruins, Patriots, and Celtics. Since I couldn't go to all the games with my busy schedule, the unused tickets would go to children's charities in the Boston area.
I would, of course, live in Boston...likely on Commonwealth Avenue near the Back Bay.
I would convert my car to run on a completely renewable source. My home would be 100% off the grid and supplying my neighbors with free energy.
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I'd probably buy an old farmhouse somewhere in the middle of some god-forsaken rural town with a few acres and a big barn for storage.
Get a couple more cats, buy a quad, maybe a dirt bike, a hot tub, a pool, and a second car or 2 for getting the groceries.
Something practical. ;)
(http://www.blogcdn.com/www.autoblog.com/media/2009/10/2010-challenger-plum-crazy.jpg)
No servants, no neighbors, no people, I'd tell the world to fuck off and just "be".
Will you Marry me?? :laugh: ;)
:lol:
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i'd move far away from here, buy a car and a cute little house on the outskirts of the city, and just enjoy the nature and quiet for the rest of my life.
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And now, for something completely different...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RBHZFYpQ6nc
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^^^ that's not Monty Python!! :zombiefuck: :zombiefuck: :zombiefuck:
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^^^ that's not Monty Python!! :zombiefuck: :zombiefuck: :zombiefuck:
I know. Did it on purpose, and boy, did it work.
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I think Id still just want to live in apartment, and not have too much stuff. But it would have like a solid gold bathtub or something. Id choose quality over quantity.
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I think Id still just want to live in apartment, and not have too much stuff. But it would have like a solid gold bathtub or something. Id choose quality over quantity.
i'd want a solid gold sofa!!!
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I thought you would like a sofa made out of a solid brick of hash. 8) i guess it would be sticky though
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I thought you would like a sofa made out of a solid brick of hash. 8) i guess it would be sticky though
OMG :O
i could just sit there
and warm it w my ass!!!!!!!
then i'd just sit to the side a little, and easily pluck apart ass-warmed hash easy for rolling! :O
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I think Id still just want to live in apartment, and not have too much stuff. But it would have like a solid gold bathtub or something. Id choose quality over quantity.
i'd want a solid gold sofa!!!
A solid gold sofa wouldn't be too comfy to sit on :P
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I think Id still just want to live in apartment, and not have too much stuff. But it would have like a solid gold bathtub or something. Id choose quality over quantity.
i'd want a solid gold sofa!!!
A solid gold sofa wouldn't be too comfy to sit on :P
it would be for my guests >:I
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I think Id still just want to live in apartment, and not have too much stuff. But it would have like a solid gold bathtub or something. Id choose quality over quantity.
i'd want a solid gold sofa!!!
A solid gold sofa wouldn't be too comfy to sit on :P
it would be for my guests >:I
so you get the hash, and we sit on gold and our asses fall asleep from extreme hardness :( At least my ass doesnt get all black and sticky and covered in hash :orly:
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I thought you would like a sofa made out of a solid brick of hash. 8) i guess it would be sticky though
OMG :O
i could just sit there
and warm it w my ass!!!!!!!
then i'd just sit to the side a little, and easily pluck apart ass-warmed hash easy for rolling! :O
Does that mean you'll be smoking crack as well?
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I thought you would like a sofa made out of a solid brick of hash. 8) i guess it would be sticky though
OMG :O
i could just sit there
and warm it w my ass!!!!!!!
then i'd just sit to the side a little, and easily pluck apart ass-warmed hash easy for rolling! :O
Does that mean you'll be smoking crack as well?
*canned laughter* ::)
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What kind of person do you think you'd be?
I pondered this last night...in depth. After I craved a hamburger all night...I then went to bed and was absolutely craving steamed green beans and hot butter (God knows why, but stay with me...).
And I thought...if I was stinking rich, would I make my cook get up in the middle of the night right now and get me beans and cook them the exact way I wanted them.
The sad answer was yes, I think I would have.
I'd be called a terrorist, probably.
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I would make sure that I and those I cared for were beyond the worries of daily financial concerns
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Agreed, but I would wage financial war on corporations fiercely and win. Once I toppled most of them, i'd start overthrowing governments, and planning assasinations on wealthy, elite figures.
Once I had cleansed the world, i'd just give all the money away. :green:
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but then wouldnt money be worthless ?
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but then wouldnt money be worthless ?
No not exactly. It'd probably be worth a lot more, as it wouldn't take long for a few honest people to restructure society. We'd enjoy a new recession free economy, and no backstabbing politicians. ;)
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oh, ok. you mean eventally :) I agree society needs restructuring.
Anarchy can work if done right. But can it be done right ? Spain had a great idea and it worked for a while... until people got greedy. It is a great idea, but can people remain pure in their hearts and keep an ideal ? I dunno. I hope so but I dunno.
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Nope. There will always be a couple of jackwagons that want everything for themselves. There must be some sort of structure.
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If I were filthy rich, I'd be in a huge hot bathtub right now, and not on my own.
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If I were rich I'd be travelling the world or moving to some remote place. And I think I wouldn't spend that much of it once I had moved, I'd just live a normal life but with plenty of money in the bank for emergencies (or whenever I fancied I treat.) :P
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If I were rich I'd be travelling the world or moving to some remote place. And I think I wouldn't spend that much of it once I had moved, I'd just live a normal life but with plenty of money in the bank for emergencies (or whenever I fancied I treat.) :P
I'd be travelling the world
;D
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I'd have a cabin out in the middle of nowhere. :M
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I would like to make sure my family members are comfortable and don't have to worry about money.
I do right now - $700 a fortnight doesn't go far.
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It depends on the amount of fuck you money I had.
Different plans for different money.
$1000000 I would set myself up for a very easy slide into an early retirement.
$3000000 I would make sure my kids were set up and I was able to retire and travel the year around in general comfort and without guilt (maybe even catching up with some of you lot).
$5000000 As above but living the high life a bit and a bit of investing in more than just income producing assets, focus shifting to capital growth.
$1000000000 I would become a major asshat. See above AND I would start fucking with people that I did not like. You know professional trolling and sophisticated pranking. Stuff like finding where they lived and buying a few of their close neighbours and moving undesirables in for low rent. Finding out where they were holding celebrations and organising things to fuck that up. That kind of thing. All from the comfort of my penthouse suite. Also I would find things to counter the Progressive and third wave Feminist agendas. However I would also look to give to charity but not to salary heavy outcome poor established charity rorts but rather grassroot stuff. I would start my own charity funds.
So mixed bag really.
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It depends on the amount of fuck you money I had.
Different plans for different money.
$1000000 I would set myself up for a very easy slide into an early retirement.
$3000000 I would make sure my kids were set up and I was able to retire and travel the year around in general comfort and without guilt (maybe even catching up with some of you lot).
$5000000 As above but living the high life a bit and a bit of investing in more than just income producing assets, focus shifting to capital growth.
$1000000000 I would become a major asshat. See above AND I would start fucking with people that I did not like. You know professional trolling and sophisticated pranking. Stuff like finding where they lived and buying a few of their close neighbours and moving undesirables in for low rent. Finding out where they were holding celebrations and organising things to fuck that up. That kind of thing. All from the comfort of my penthouse suite. Also I would find things to counter the Progressive and third wave Feminist agendas. However I would also look to give to charity but not to salary heavy outcome poor established charity rorts but rather grassroot stuff. I would start my own charity funds.
So mixed bag really.
I don't think I've ever known anyone with champagne wishes and stalker dreams. :orly:
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I'd work to destabilize economies and otherwise just have fun.
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Paying people to fuck each other is filthy... Wealth comes from the inside, of my giant welly.
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Wealth comes from the inside
That's what all the poor people say. :zoinks:
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I'd have a cabin out in the middle of nowhere. :M
Stay out of my weed field.
The cabin...in the mountains...or an island. Probably I'd go with the island...with a nice sandy beach near the ocean in a warmer climate.
A garden, a big garden.
I'd get sun burnt fishing, hunt seashells and driftwood, listen to the waves, watch the sunset, and walk in the rain.
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I don't think I've ever known anyone with champagne wishes and stalker dreams. :orly:
Me neither, but now I have something to aspire to.
Filthy rich, to me, is $10M at least. Less than that and you're just rich.
$1M where I live just means you can almost afford a cheap house to live in.
If I were filthy rich I'd make sure my kids both had a house to move into when they are ready. And whatever they needed for the best schooling and tutoring. I'd build a house with everything I need, an entertainment room for watching movies, a gym so I didn't have to go to a place full of other sweaty people, a proper pool table, a granny flat so that friends and family could have somewhere to stay if they came to visit. And spend a bit of time overseas.
Oh yeah, and a really swish motor home.
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Oh yeah, and a really swish motor home.
What? Pink with half naked dudes airbrushed on it?
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Oh yeah, and a really swish motor home.
What? Pink with half naked dudes airbrushed on it?
If I was filthy rich I wouldn't do anything like that by half.....
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Maybe 'swish' means something different there....
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Maybe 'swish' means something different there....
https://www.bustle.com/articles/102037-what-does-swish-mean-and-how-do-you-use-it-heres-the-deal-with-the-celebratory
Nothing about half-naked dudes.
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Maybe 'swish' means something different there....
Swish = Posh
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I'd probably have tremendously less anxiety.
Also, I'd greatly enjoy telling people who, on hearing of my wealth, suddenly remembered I existed, to go fuck themselves.
Also, I'd want to contribute to making my grandmother's last years better. Without my grandfather, she has much less financially, and her dementia has progressed, and the whole situation's a clusterfuck. I'd talk logistics with my aunt on how to do this without having it just end up being me enabling my alcoholic uncle and his alcoholic wife who live with her.
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Maybe 'swish' means something different there....
Swish = Posh
Well, THAT I know is a britishism. Still doesn't sound like something a dude would aim for, but hey.
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LOL Elle, at the telling those 'friends' who had nothing to do with you in ages to go fuck themselves. +1 for that.
If I was filthy rich, I'd have two homes, one in the city, one way way way out in the country. I'd have the countryside one surrounded by a farm, growing three primary crops, and one portion of the farmland devoted to growing various interesting plants of other sorts, a mixture, as well as another place to plant a second memorial garden for Sovia, may her sweet, talented bee-wings always find room to flap and may her flasks never break, her condensers never become scratched and never a stuck or stiff joint in her glassware be, while her sweet soul rests eternal.
The crops would be -weed, real damn good weed. Poppies, a big field of mixed 'giganteum' and 'persian white' strain Papaver somniferum. And wheat. Possibly a clonal male sterile line, although that would take a bit of research, so I'd go with wheat, or more likely, rye, first. This wheat, I'd infect (deliberately) with the ergot fungus Claviceps purpurea. Or else I'd just grow a huge farm field of grass. Not the type you smoke, I'd already be growing that, but grass grass, the stuff with thin stalks and strap like long thin leaves grass, in particular, Paspalum grass, as this is the host for the ergot Claviceps paspali, the chemistry needed to process it after harvest once one has performed the obligatory strain development and selection, mutation work etc., is much much simpler a task and the extraction liquors less toxic than those from a Claviceps purpurea harvest/culture. It produces paspalic acid rather than the complex mixture of ergopeptide alkaloids in C.purpurea, and paspalic acid can easily be simply isomerized into lysergic acid, rather than losing yield and having to be really, really really careful not to epimerize the lysergic acid irreversibly, as well as risk (reversible) transition of lysergic acid to isolysergic acid.
I'd have great big barns, plenty sheds for storing my supplies, metal construction, so they can be secured,
the barns too, with excellent ventilation equipment, multiple fume-hoods, both small ones, medium sized ones, to one about the size of an articulated truck, maybe two of them of that size.
There'd be entire buildings just for glassware, more buildings just for my chemicals and solvents, big processing units for automated pill-pressing, a metalworking fabrication shop, welding room, room for electronics work, and a general purpose outbuilding for woodwork, stuff for metalworking like the lathe from here, blowtorches, bench/angle grinders, powertools of all kinds, routers, all manner of useful items of that nature.
I'd of course, spend about 500k on new lab glassware, not counting the additional sum spent on buying a GC-MS, an NMR machine (standard 1H proton NMR, an advanced model with a high operating frequency, wide range UV-VIS ultraviolet-visible range spectrophotometer, an infrared spectrophotometer with a very wide range of IR wavelengths that it is sensitive to. And another piece of analytical chemistry equipment I'd give my left nut for, a fourier-transform ion cyclotron resonance mass spectrometer.
And as for cyclotrons, I'd build one too. Actually, I've wanted to try building a cyclotron (a type of particle accelerator) for a while. I need more space, though, somewhere to put it, and the only room I could free is upstairs, which might well risk the thing falling through the floor and crashing straight through to the ground, both destroying the accelerator, and if it hit somebody, killing them without the least, tinest fraction of a doubt. No maybe about it, they'd be crushed to a thin red paste with a few bone shards in it; because it would be built with some large, very powerful vacuum pumps, a vacuum chamber surrounded by some VERY heavy, very strong electromagnets, if possibly, superconducting magnets, which would make things much more effective at the cost of more weight for the liquid nitrogen dewars and pumps for the coolant lines needed to make the superconducting magnets work, then there is the lead radiation shielding, the beamline, the radiofrequency excitation field generator that actually, in concert with the electromagnetic field, gives the magnetically-confined particle stream in the vacuum chamber the repetitive 'kicks' to speed them up to a fraction of the speed of light before they are sent into a beamline, surrounded by quadrupole strong focusing magnets or octupole magnets, 'compressing' and confining the particle beam into an extremely narrow, thin filament as it is fired into various targets according to the experiments being undertaken at the time, used to irradiate samples with particle beams.
It is a very large, very, very heavy piece of equipment, a cyclotron, if a cyclotron of any significant power is to be built. Although it is possible to build micro-sized ones, a proof of concept scale cyclotron, that would fit on a table top, but at the same time, it wouldn't be of the practical use I desire, for that you need meter-wide vacuum chambers, or bigger, and fuckoff great big powerful radio emitter and magnetic field generators. Having one with say a 2 meter acceleration chamber (significant power levels possible there) would if it fell through the floor onto someone, quite literally squash them flat, and crush them to a paste unrecognizable as ever having been human unless the pulp were subjected to DNA testing. There wouldn't even be dental records to match.
Nothing more than a paste of organs and muscle tissue, reduced to slurry, with bone residue, probably some powdered and some little pieces of splintered bones, but thats about all, aside from the shit in their intestines and piss in their bladder. So a thin, wide splodge of pinkish red slime dotted with bone splinters and dust, intermixed with their shit and piss.
So really something that should go on the ground floor, no?
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I'd work to destabilize economies and otherwise just have fun.
Why not just move to a shithole right now and live the dream? :zoinks:
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Maybe 'swish' means something different there....
Swish = Posh
Well, THAT I know is a britishism. Still doesn't sound like something a dude would aim for, but hey.
No, you are right.there
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Something like this.
A little fancier than necessary for a motorhome.
I'm not sure if I should go for one with a helicopter or a Ferrari. What do you guys think?
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Or just go for something huge:
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Move myself and my family to Canada.
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I'm not sure if I should go for one with a helicopter or a Ferrari. What do you guys think?
I'd pick the Ferrari. :thumbup:
Damn...those are awesome.
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I know it's a BMW in the pic. I'd probably go for a Lamborghini or a mclaren myself.
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Why make it a choice between the two? why not have both?
As for transport myself, I'd get myself a top of the range motorbike, along with a few custom modifications, although those I'd have to build myself, since I can guarantee that no electronics company would willingly participate in designing, trading or even possessing such items.
And a tank. Yes, a tank. You can get them online from eastern europe. Mostly older models, something like a T-64, I think, although I'd update the armor, and install a couple of additional bits and pieces, such as an ECM jamming suite, a railgun or two (using modular parts, using disposable barrels each loaded with a given number of shells in an integrated magazine, to compensate for the massive wear and tear due to friction from the ultra-high velocity rounds), along with HERF emitters (high energy radio frequency, basically an EMP weapon, that is designed to destroy electronics rather than people), a high-powered microwave cannon, based on vircator technology, sonic weaponry (ever heard of the LRAD? long range acoustic device, basically a sonic cannon that gives out a deafening shriek, enough to incapacitate the target), and it would be fun as hell to experiment with using laser-induced plasma channels to transmit high energy electric discharges.
And of course, trick it out with advanced sensors, night vision, active and passive IR and thermal imaging, weapons lock to thermal targets, acoustic sensing and weapon tracking, even ultraviolet. I'd just love to see the filth try to pull me over whilst driving a heavily personalized T-64 medium-heavy battle tank.
I'd nick a few things from james bond too, perhaps modified somewhat, like for example, I'd build a chute on the back and on each side, the side ones oriented somewhat outward pointing, and down which large boxes of hollow-spined (like the spikes on a police issue stinger for stopping traffic, the hollow bore of the spikes allows tires to deflate) caltrops could be dumped out onto the road, allowing me to burst the tires of any pig vehicle in pursuit, that is, if I didn't just decide to barbecue each and every last bit of wiring and every silicon chip in the vehicle with the EMP cannon(s).
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I'd work to destabilize economies and otherwise just have fun.
Why not just move to a shithole right now and live the dream? :zoinks:
It's always the question, isn't it? Can you just change your perspective and
delude yourself into seeing them the same.
I could kick over an anthill too.
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Why make it a choice between the two? why not have both?
Was my first thought as well.
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Oh, and me, I'd buy "my" old cinema, restore it to its former glory, and then only run the films I want to see. If a film was disappointing, I'd just move to the next.
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As for transport myself, I'd get myself a top of the range motorbike,
What kind? crotch rocket? sport touring? touring? adventure touring?
along with a few custom modifications, although those I'd have to build myself, since I can guarantee that no electronics company would willingly participate in designing, trading or even possessing such items.
So... a police radar jammer?? :zoinks:
And a tank. Yes, a tank. You can get them online from eastern europe. Mostly older models, something like a T-64,
Personally, I'd go for one of the CVR(T) family, either a Scorpion or a Scimitar. Either way, I'd get one with the Cummins 5.9L turbo diesel because those are very popular engines here and there's plenty of parts available for them. From what I hear, the Soviet tanks are cramped and uncomfortable, especially if you're over 5'10". Not to mention that spare parts might be an issue for them.
I think, although I'd update the armor, and install a couple of additional bits and pieces, such as an ECM jamming suite, a railgun or two (using modular parts, using disposable barrels each loaded with a given number of shells in an integrated magazine, to compensate for the massive wear and tear due to friction from the ultra-high velocity rounds), along with HERF emitters (high energy radio frequency, basically an EMP weapon, that is designed to destroy electronics rather than people), a high-powered microwave cannon, based on vircator technology, sonic weaponry (ever heard of the LRAD? long range acoustic device, basically a sonic cannon that gives out a deafening shriek, enough to incapacitate the target), and it would be fun as hell to experiment with using laser-induced plasma channels to transmit high energy electric discharges.
And of course, trick it out with advanced sensors, night vision, active and passive IR and thermal imaging, weapons lock to thermal targets, acoustic sensing and weapon tracking, even ultraviolet.
:facepalm2: That would requite 100's of millions of dollars/pounds to build and develop that technology.
I'd just love to see the filth try to pull me over whilst driving a heavily personalized T-64 medium-heavy battle tank.
Uuum, that's been done before.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dIlMeojTAA4
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Why make it a choice between the two? why not have both?
I was thinking in terms of which supercar I would keep in the supercar compartment of my motorhome.
I'm too tall to drive most supercars anyway. And maybe 10 years ago a garage full of supercars might have seemed like a wonderful idea.... but now I would just want something comfortable.
I wouldn't get a boat. I would join a boat club where I could book a boat for a few days when I felt like it. They normally have boats that are comfortable for half a dozen people and have a compact living area, up to boats with 2 or 3 large bedrooms, a couple of bathrooms, a kitchen etc. The membership fees for those clubs are steep but the annual cost is a small fraction of the running costs and depreciation involved in owning your own boat.
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I’d buy a fleet of ships for Sea Shepherd. Then I would build a bunch of eco-friendly high rise apartment complexes and provide rooms free for every homeless person. I’d buy every gun and melt them down to scrap. I’d find a 1983 Fiero and fix it up with an electric engine that I’d charge with solar panels.
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As for transport myself, I'd get myself a top of the range motorbike,
What kind? crotch rocket? sport touring? touring? adventure touring?
along with a few custom modifications, although those I'd have to build myself, since I can guarantee that no electronics company would willingly participate in designing, trading or even possessing such items.
So... a police radar jammer?? :zoinks:
And a tank. Yes, a tank. You can get them online from eastern europe. Mostly older models, something like a T-64,
Personally, I'd go for one of the CVR(T) family, either a Scorpion or a Scimitar. Either way, I'd get one with the Cummins 5.9L turbo diesel because those are very popular engines here and there's plenty of parts available for them. From what I hear, the Soviet tanks are cramped and uncomfortable, especially if you're over 5'10". Not to mention that spare parts might be an issue for them.
I think, although I'd update the armor, and install a couple of additional bits and pieces, such as an ECM jamming suite, a railgun or two (using modular parts, using disposable barrels each loaded with a given number of shells in an integrated magazine, to compensate for the massive wear and tear due to friction from the ultra-high velocity rounds), along with HERF emitters (high energy radio frequency, basically an EMP weapon, that is designed to destroy electronics rather than people), a high-powered microwave cannon, based on vircator technology, sonic weaponry (ever heard of the LRAD? long range acoustic device, basically a sonic cannon that gives out a deafening shriek, enough to incapacitate the target), and it would be fun as hell to experiment with using laser-induced plasma channels to transmit high energy electric discharges.
And of course, trick it out with advanced sensors, night vision, active and passive IR and thermal imaging, weapons lock to thermal targets, acoustic sensing and weapon tracking, even ultraviolet.
:facepalm2: That would requite 100's of millions of dollars/pounds to build and develop that technology.
I'd just love to see the filth try to pull me over whilst driving a heavily personalized T-64 medium-heavy battle tank.
Uuum, that's been done before.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dIlMeojTAA4
I remember when someone did that in my city too
https://www.flickr.com/photos/pigmeat/21632904
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I'd just love to see the filth try to pull me over whilst driving a heavily personalized T-64 medium-heavy battle tank.
Uuum, that's been done before.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dIlMeojTAA4
I remember when someone did that in my city too
https://www.flickr.com/photos/pigmeat/21632904
That's an M113 Armored Personnel Carrier. Technically not a tank but almost as hard for cops to try to stop.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ByjghEZ7Xo8
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Well of course, I'd have to have a pig scanner and an ECM suite.
As for millions of dollars..nope. The most expensive would probably the PIKL cannon, but the US have already developed the technology, although I'm not sure if its ever been put into active service. Hobbyists build railguns, generally the limitations are wear and tear on the barrels (I've often wondered about a highly thermally resistant barrel lining, such as iridium or molybdenum as an electroplated layer, and having the rounds housed in a graphite sabot, which would both lubricate the slug as it traverses the barrel, and serve to have each round provide its own armature, as with plasma railguns (no, this isn't a plasma cannon, as neat as it would be, rather, the armature is formed as a plasma generated by arcing within the barrel at the back of the round, both allowing for very high velocity, and dispensing with the need for a solid armature which is also traveling at high speed, and thus could well cause off target effects)
And also the power available from the capacitor bank, generally a marx generator configuration is used, and you can find some real hefty pulse-rated caps on ebay, multiple farad capacitance at 20kv or more. And given a tank, the weight (they are at least a foot tall, nearly as wide and 7-8 inches or so thick, with bus bars like fucking train tracks, and were a single one of them to connect to a human and discharge, it wouldn't just kill the unlucky individual, it'd most likely blow a bloody great hole and create a cloud of pink squishy mist), heavy, but wired up as a marx generator, a buggering big chain of them, of course using laser switching (essentially the marx generator is a series of capacitors wired in series, a spark gap wired between each junction and a resistor of suitable value either side at each stage, it serves to give N+2 times the voltage with each stage, and with big enough caps, you can make one HELL of a railgun, the US navy has a battleship mounted one, powered by its on-board nuclear reactor, and apparently, it can launch a six-kilogram metal slug at hypersonic velocities, just a solid metal dart, more or less, along with a sabot, that can hit targets beyond the horizon, and through sheer velocity alone, the kinetic energy delivered is sufficient to do damage equivalent to a cruise missile costing hundreds of thousands a piece.
While I'd not be able to build one THAT big, you can fit a lot of weight in heavy ass caps and coolant systems on a tank, and charge the cap bank directly from the engines, with suitable circuitry to adapt the output to charge the marx. Solve the wear and tear problem by using disposable barrels preloaded with a magazine equal to the wear rate, so the whole thing is discarded once the slugs are fired and a new unit is moved up to connect to the power supply.
PIKLs have been tested, basically it employs a high-powered brief pulse from a pair of lasers, to form a conductive plasma channel as the lasers ionize the air, down which is then sent a huge electrical pulse, the effect being to first ablate (assisted by the lasers) the impact area forming a vapor cloud, which the electrical pulse then detonates, causing both direct electrical and thermal damage, and propagating a large shockwave through the target.
And hobbyists have built EMP devices before. A tank just means you have a bigger power supply and thus greater capacity to fry cop cars extra crispy and send the bastard occupants flying into the nearest solid immovable object and have them end up extra crispy too.
Moral of the above? you really don't want an autistic with an autie bent for science to get hold of a tank and customize the hell out of it when they have a fucking huge grudge against donut-munching sacks of dog shit. Because you all know how creative auties can get, and all the more so when it falls into the domain of one of their specialities.
As for the motorbike, well, why the hell not. I'm not so comfortable driving a car for some reason, and for going to places where I don't wish to damage the environment, such as say, mushroom picking in the forests, I'd not want to pulverize somewhere where something either delicious or very rare wants to live. And if I'm going to be stinking rich, do you really think I'm about to settle for a used motor scooter worth about £150 give or take, when I can have something that'll pass 100mph and do it laughing? you must be shitting me :autism:
I'd probably outfit the bike with a couple of....ahem...little surprises....
And one of them would even be cosmetic, I'd mount a couple of spark plugs in the exhaust pipe to ignite the nitrous oxide/unburnt fuel, perhaps have a small amount of fuel diverted from the engine and sprayed into the exhaust, after drilling a few holes for an air intake there. I've seen it done with a car before, driving down the main road with a jet of fire blazing out of the tailpipe, looked neat as hell. Almost certainly illegal, but then again, most of the improvements would take care of any undesirable porcine vermin.
Probably involving caltrop-dropping stinger-style tyre-busting spikes, oil slick releasers, acid sprayers for dealing with close-up undesirables, likewise side and rear mounted flamethrowers (and hey while I'm at it making with the spazz-tech creativity, I'd DEFINITELY have to mount a napalm cannon (acetone, styrofoam, and thick fuel oil mixed with a fine suspension of a suitable oxidizing agent makes GREAT napalm. Or perhaps just canisters of white phosphorus and a pulsed electrical discharge through hefty nichrome wire synchronized to fire with an explosive propellant charge would do it, and white phosphorus is just nasty, vicious stuff. I've worked with it a fair few times in a non-weaponry capacity, and it self-ignites in air, its viscous, sticks to things and burns like the fury of the devil himself. You put the flames out, and the second you remove the extinguishing agent, the white phosphorus just bursts into flames again, and whatever it hits, it either burns straight through and out the other side, assuming it isn't solid metal or something equally fire resistant, or the phosphorus itself burns until it is consumed. All the while, giving off a massive cloud of white smoke, composed of phosphorus pentoxide, the anhydride of phosphoric acid. Plus, its heinously toxic, similarly so to cyanide, I got a speck of it on my arm once, whilst distilling it as a little kid, got no more than a couple of tens of milligrams at most, about half the size of a lentil, and aside from the shockingly, brutally painful thermal burn that had been effectively doused in close to 100% phosphoric acid, the arm that got the white phos on it, after the initial burn, it hurt like buggery for a long, long time after, and worse, the entire arm became almost paralyzed. I could move it, just about, but the muscular weakness was so severe that I couldn't pick up anything, and anything I tried to hold with that hand just fell out as if the hand wasn't there at all, I was JUST about able to move my fingers, albeit sluggishly and weakly, and the near-paralysis and palsied shaking took at least a month until I recovered, quite likely more, although I didn't time it to the exact week, since I was A-a pre-teen and didn't have a mobile phone or a watch, and B-I was more worried about the fact that I came pretty close to getting my ticket punched and-or having my jawbone become necrotic and rot off my face (called phossy jaw, it really isn't a pretty thing, or a nice one to have happen to you), it takes around 40-50mg to kill a grown man, although its much slower than cyanide, weeks or more to die, whilst it reduces your liver to mush. If swallowed, apparently you even shit glow in the dark turds in case of a significant quantity, glow in the dark turds which belch off white acid fumes of P2O5.
And as for the smoke cloud it gives off, there is offensive and defensive potential in that too, you don't need much to create a real whopper of an corrosive, highly acidic billowing smog. I remember once, whilst heating red phosphorus under inert gas in the back garden, and the glassware broke, was a couple of hundred grams or so of boiling hot white phos in there, as I was converting the red allotrope to the white, and catching it under ice cold water, condensing it out from the vapor, glass broke, and WHOOOOOMMPH!!!, instant humongous eerie greenish white luminescent searingly bright fuckoff great fireball, which, needless to say, at least until it had burnt out and the acid left behind had converted to phosphate, which served to fertilize the grass, the lawn did NOT take kindly to.
The acid-cloud though, jesus fucking christ, I've never seen anything like that other than in the movies, it was bloody enormous, thankfully, I had the sense, for that reason, to pick a time when the next door neighbors were out, as...well...massive searing hot corrosive as hell visually impenetrable dense smog of orthophosphoric acid anhydride-insurance, to avoid any possibility, should things go awry, of injury to the neighbors, because that cloud of acid fumes was so thick and dense that you couldn't see more than..a bit less than a foot into the cloud, and even indoors with the windows closed, it was still possible to 'smell' a strongly tangy, sourness in the air after taking the gas mask off.
So smoke dispensers and explosively propelled phosphorus charges, rear mounted on the bike, think 'shotgun shell loaded with about a half pound of willy pete with a short barrel to direct it', and for the tank, both of the above, plus an electrically heated launcher for molten white phosphorus.
Its used in warfare, to provide smoke screens, and as an incendiary weapon, and if it hits someone, one of two things happen. One being that it starts burning on the area hit, and then burns until it ends up coming out of the other side of the body, or if its a lesser quantity, makes a damn good crack at doing so until it burns itself out, and if the burns don't kill the person hit, the poisonous effects, I have no doubt, based on my childhood experience with a tiny, tiny bit, enough to burn only a little shallow (but horrendously painful) pit out of my arm, that a military WP incendiary round of any kind, assuming the recipient(s) aren't simply roasted alive in the intense heat of a phosphorus flame, that much more by even a few scraps would be enough to condemn them to a slower death.
There are some days working with the stuff that I seriously wonder 'quite why the glow in the dark phosphorescent furry mother of fuck, am I not only allowing it in my lab at all, but preparing it by heating it to a high temperature from red phosphorus and distilling it'. I'll do it, but its a procedure I am exceedingly careful whilst undertaking, due to the combined cyanide-level toxicity, pyrophoricity and the fact that when it does burst into flame if it ever contacts air, (one stores it under water to prevent this, and when cold, it can quickly be measured out and added to a flask, etc, but you have to be quick off the mark to do it), then it leaves a huge cloud of aerosolized concentrated acid in its wake that will happily burn your lungs to hell and back, then return them to hell again and if it gets a chance, burn the surface of your eyes and leave you blind. And with prolonged exposure especially, if inhaled, then there is the phossy jaw 'issue' to think about. And if it doesn't kill you, you might well not be lucky for that fact, if it does cause phossy jaw, that is, although come to think of it, if that does happen, then you really aren't lucky at all, and are probably better off dead.
Got to be one of the nastiest things ever to be present in my lab, and I'll just bet a mod for the tank that fires a flamethrower-type jet of pure molten white phosphorus would be a most effective cop-deterrent.
Mmmm...pork scratchings, covering sweet'n'sour roast pork. :LOL: Now that is a simply delightful thought. I'd love to hear the screams....shit, I'd have to record them, cook enough pork to make a mix burned to a DVD, could use it to soothe myself to sweet, sweet dreams if ever I can't sleep. Just listening to them burn alive slowly.