My friend is worth 1000 White Camels!!!

So one of my expatriate friends, who is living in France, went to Tunisia with her parents as a vacation (she lives in FRANCE, I’d call her LIFE a vacation, but I digress…) apparently a villiager offered her father 1000 white camels for her hand in marriage. Caro says that white camels are very rare, and therefore it was a good offer, but her father turned it down, none-the-less.

I think I’m worth 1000 white mice, at the very least. What are you other Dopers worth?

Today? Today I feel like I’m worth about 1000 grains of white rice.

a dollar two ninety-eight

Are you sure about that 1000 white camels number? Brooke Shields went through the same thing about 10 years ago and I don’t think she was even offered 1000 camels.

As far as your worth Miss Swiddles, I think a white cat could quickly dispatch 1000 white mice, so I offer you one white cat.

Some negative amount with a large absolute value, I’m sure.

I am worth one thousand packs of Camels, nonfiltered.

yep. 1000 white camels. While I have friends who would make something like that up, Caro isn’t one of them.

Actually I wasn’t thinking she made it up but perhaps you had water in your ear and she said 1000 White Camp Bells.

A carton of Marlboro Box. And a case of Old Style. For myself. That’d be about it. Yep.

What would you do with 1000 white camels? Think of the stench!

Now, 1000 white Camaros, those you could sell…

A carton of Marlboros. And a case of Old Style. 30 pack. For myself. Yep. That’d be about it.

I am also worth at least one double post.

SingleDad, are you going to make me come up to Denver?

Once in the car I found that a neon orange price tag was stuck to my sleeve-
$2.99.

I think my value is an imaginary number. Failing that, may we start the bidding at $10? C’mon, ten dollars, do I hear ten dollars… anybody…?

–Calredic

I always liked that scene at the end of Groundhog Day and wished someone would empty their checkbook for me.

I’m worth:

a 1000 golden dust motes dancing in the summer sun
a 1000 silver sparkles on a misty meadow morn
a 1000 purple sunsets wrapped in my lovers arms
a 1000 rainbow daydreams of shining worlds unsung

OK, it’s doggerel, but I was in a mood.

I’d like to think that I’m wort at least 1000 COMPUTER mice, but nobody’s been offering lately.

I think I am worth 1000 “sakies”

I think I’m worth 1000 cans of tuna.