I’d take the $5 and invest it in a brand new silver nailclipper. (Actually I’m not quite sure how much those things cost.)
Wow. 20 replies, and every one a “whoosh.”
I’d take Fiver out for coffee and ask him about improv. Christ, people, pay attention!
Good work, Ethilrist. The coffee shop “Sacred Grounds” is just a short walk from my house. Yes, my neighborhood is still cool enough to have an independent coffee shop and not a Starbuck’s.
I’d use an unexpected five-dollar bill to buy two comics that I wouldn’t normally buy, but had a marginal interest in.
Burger and fries, people, burger and fries.
Oh, and a coke.
I’d give Fiver his birthday spanking. 
Oooh! Spank me! Spanke me!
and then… the ORAL SEX!
Whatever the GM wants…
Yeah, where? I don’t smoke, but I occasionally buy them for my mom, and it seems that 2.50-4.00 is the most I’ve ever noticed a pack going for, and some brands are in the $2 range.
Jeepers, people, check the profiles…
Canadian smokes are a minimum of 5 bucks a pack.
Of course, $5 Canadian = about $3 US right now.
I live in Edmonton Alberta peoples… With the dollar as it is the smokes would still be cheap for you guys though.
well, in that case…
i would continuse with my nefarious plot, except i would pay for it myself and i would put the mints on fiver’s orange juice glasses.
I’d buy a six-pack of IBC root beer and a comic book.
Are we talking an american 5 bucks? If we are, I’d change it for australian money and retire.
Oh, I got the “fiver”/Fiver thing. It’s just that, well, I’d still buy myself lunch. 
I’d sit on the edge of the down eating flayrah stolen from Nuthanger Farm as the sun set behind us, laughing about how absolutely f***ed Woundwort was in the end.
A large CodeRed Slurpee and some Coolranch Doritos.
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Actually, I did something like that once. When I was 10, I was at a friends birthday party, which was at an arcade. There was this puzzle game that gave rubber superballs as prizes even if you lost. I had about 5 dollars on me at the time and spent it all at the game. Needless to say, I wound up with about 25 superballs. After the party, my friend and I went to a nearby mall because she wanted to spend some of her birthday money. After she bought some stuff, we were getting bored and did not have to meet her mom for a while, so we began to play with my superballs (yes I am aware of how dirty that sounds). Soon, one of us got the brillant idea to release them all at once down the escaltor. We went up to the top floor and waited for a while so no one was on it (it was 4:00 on a tuesday so there were not too many people). After counting to three, we flung handfulls of them down the stairs. They began bouncing everywhere down the escalator and off to the sides and down to the first floor. Hilarity ensued. People stopped what they were doing and pointed at the superballs, which were now bouncing and rolling around the food court. We hid behind a railing and could not stop laughing. Let’s just say that the management was not impressed, but we did not get in too much trouble. I would do it again in a hearbeat though, it really was hilarious.
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I finally found a cheaper place to buy smokes… 5.75! Whoohoo!
If I also had a video camera I might make myself a little home movie version of “Night of the Lepus.”
Go buy a (used) CD for one of my friends for Christmas.
Hey, I’m poor… 