I would buy 252 million lottery tickets.
wow 252 million huh? Well lets see I’d obviously have to invest about half in various resources so I can use the interest to just get even more stinking rich. I’d probably quit college, explore the world, give my mother a rather sizable chunk of what I didn’t invest (after all she’s always been there for me). I’d of course have to buy the lavish sports car and then a McGlaren. I’d buy a house that suits me nothing big. Buy my sister a new car and my mother one also. I’d rub the money in my dads face and not let him see a dime. Finally I’d go back to college after I get done seeing the world with my girlfriend.
Get a place in NYC that !actually had enough room for a darkroom!
Get some decent camera equiptment.
Travel. Around the world. Twice for starters. Me and my new camera.
Make a movie. I already have the script. It wouldn’t be more than 10 or 15 million, depending on how much it costs for permission to film in Grand Central Station.
Help all my friends (and god knows some of them need it.)
Arrange for Mom’s funeral.(Well, see, she wants to be mummified. To help out future archologists who want to study the 20th century. Well, that’s what she wants. And as a grateful daughter it’s the least I can do)
And if there’s anything left over- try and take over the world.
Buy cars, helicopters, planes.
Buy a patch of thick woods, fill it with motion detectors and cameras, airlift building materials to a clearing in the middle and have a house built there, only accessibly by helicopter or on foot.
Hire some hitmen to ‘neutralize’ certain people I don’t like.
That’s about it…of course I would pay off debts and get all kinds of neat toys, that’s to be taken for granted.
Two hundred and fifty two million dollars worth of puddin’. Awwww Yeah.
You know what the instructions on that puddin’ say?
Cook and chill. And that is what I’d do every night, I’d cook and then I’d chill. Awwww Yeah.
I would:
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Pay off debts
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Buy homes for myself and family members
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Have Scott Boras’ legs broke
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Buy Izuzu Trooper
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Have Scott Boras beaten to a pulp
What?? You wouldn’t buy a Mac? sheesh
My house would be rather bizarre. I’d have an indoor pistol/rifle range, pool, hockey rink, observatory. A media room that would send shivers down the spines of Fox executives.
We have 3 kids, so I’d need about 6000 sqft at least. All this on 1000 acres of land, with a lake in the middle of it.
A nice house with the following:
I don’t need many bed rooms. 5 or so would be enough, too many but who knows when I might have loads of guests.
A nice entertainment room for the TV and good sound.
A pool room with a couple of tables, dart boards and all my video games. What the hell throw in a bowling lane or two as well.
an olympic sized pool, just so I can time myself against the World Records. so what if I’m half as slow!
A good 10 car garage, got to have a nice Shelby, 5-6 different MCs, all different types from a nice sports bike to a nice tourer. Has to have at least one or two lifts.
The land would have to be huge and woooded so I can throw huge paint ball parties and stuff.
A nice house in Ireland, in the country.
I’d buy my father the 10 acers he wanted and my mom a house in Vermont that she wanted.
Have someone rebuild my 67 Mustang with my help. hey I’ve got to occupy my time some how.
Take a trip around the world by motorcycle.
buy a theater and do Greek plays in it. actually I think it would be better to build one just like the greeks.
Well, the Red Sox just paid $160 MILLION for Manny Ramirez. So I guess you could afford maybe 1 1/2 players at the going rate.
Pathetic, ain’t it?
Did I mention I love kawliga’s answer?
I’d buy mangos. Lots of mangos. I like mangos.
Oh, sure. I’d buy a few cottages and a nice little sloop, but the mangos are really important.
I know for sure what one person would do:
He would pay some baseball player that money over 10 years.
Oh yeah, I forgot the most important thing. Whatever I do with the $252 million, I’m going to spend it all in one month. Every single penny of it. People will think I’m crazy, but they won’t realize the real reason I’m doing it.
I can’t tell you either, I promised Uncle Brewster I’d keep it secret.
Holy Criminey. Uhhh…
*Pay off loans
*Pay off all creditors
*Pay for everything in cash
*Invest in stocks & bonds of varying degrees, as well as place in bank accounts where I can live off the interest
*Give to PBS and National Endowment for the Arts and every Humane Society I ever live near
*Buy a sailboat and learn to sail
*Design and build a home on the Washington coast
*A couple of horses to go with said house
*Dogs…lots of dogs (like, 5)
*Hire Housekeeper & Chef
*A black Acura (Integra, probably)
*1973 Black Corvette
*Motorcycle (not sure what kind…Ducati maybe)
*Travel…a lot
*Finally take a cruise!
*Go to University full-time and take every class that ever interests me
*Go back to taking Ballroom Dance lessons
*Be free to audition & perform in whatever theatres I want wherever I want without worrying about the money
*Buy my mom a house
*Pay for my sister to go to college
*Hire a hitman to dispose of my Ex-stepfather
*Never work again, unless it’s something unique that I want to try
*Never worry about where my next meal is coming from.
*Relax and enjoy life.
~sigh~
With $252 million, I would:
- book a room in Mir for a couple days
- get a couple houses here and there like in Alaska, California, Florida, London, Rome, Japan, etc.
- buy a suit made of platinum
- get a Pope mobile
I’d buy a single lot in San Francisco. Then i’d use the remainder to buy a lawn chair and stick it on said lot. 
I would like to buy one Carribian Island (leveraged, with some credit) and show how it could be changed and pay back its investment. So much of the poor countries failure is tied to need for seed money.
Let’s see…252 million…
1: Pay off all misc debts, seisures, leans, etc.
2: House. And lots of it.
3: Finish college
4: My own indoor hockey rink w/equipment.
5: Buy my parents a house. (Read: small)
6: 1-10 million just to have someone dress up as the Kool Aid man to follow me around randomly saying the “Oooohhhhh yeeaaaaah” line.
Rest goes into the market or something logical.
~Anthony, Just a Random Scrub.
RandomScrub, I hope that you’ll at least have the decency to yell “Hey, Kool-Aid!!” at a party, and have the guy crash through the wall. And I further hope that you’ll invite me when you do.
My whole life, I’ve wanted to have someone do that. (I clearly lack goals.)
I would buy the entire island of Vancouver.
I’d buy a lot of precious gems and take baths in them.
I’d have a silver klaive made.
I’d bump off a few people.
and I would never let anyone know I had that kind of money. That would be top priority.