Show me the money. 
I’d probably do something crazy
Something absolutely wrong…
DING DING DING DING! We have a winner!
If we’re using Catholic standards you’re done before you’ve begun! Because once you’ve made up your mind to do the deed it’s all over, Ace. As George Carlin put it: “Thou shalt not wanna.”
Me? I don’t much like sinning. Goes against my better nature. But if I had my choice I’d totally steal a bunch of money.
I always knew I was separated at birth from someone.
Hm … got to go with adultery with Till Lindemann [and if we can get a 2fer one deal, add Arnold Vosloo, and if we go for the airtight 4TW add Rufus Sewell.]
What :dubious:
i gotta go with murder, bob.
no one in particular, it’d just be nice to know that i’ve got a freebie in my back pocket.
Steal enough money that I could go swimming in it like Scrooge McDuck. Not that I would, because money is icky.
I’ve broken all ten Commandments, so I have a track record already. I guess the most fun would be stealing.
A huge ripoff of a banking institution sounds nice. Second choice: coveting my neighbor’s ass. Hubba hubba.
Fornication; everything I’ve ever fantasized about (even if a lot of those contradict each other 
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Rape, Pillage, Burn, and Murder----sounds like a law firm, doesn’t it?
Hmm, my immediate response is “murder,” but I’m a little too afraid of that. So I’ll go with “robbing a bank” (or otherwise obtaining an obscene amount of money without having to actually work for it).
Interesting thread.
Genocide.
I expect that you could find volunteers to do that for free. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are people out there who would pay you to let them dress up in a suit an fake a British accent.
“Money don’t get everything it’s true
But what it don’t get I can’t use
I want money…”
Hubris.
… by way of Apotheosis.
<snerk>
let’s see… I’ve got a suit… time to start working on that accent…
Sloth . . . if I ever get around to it.
Well, my co-worker was just reading reviews of ‘Brothers Grimm’ online while I was reading this thread, and suggested a Matt Damon-Heath Ledger sandwich. I guess that might be high on my list, but I think I’d have to go with the money thing. With enough cash (since everyone else is plundering Halliburton, I think I’m going to steal Ken Lay’s personal bank account) I could buy all the cute guys I want, and a house with enough rooms to store them in when I’m not using them.
Ditto. It’s a good thing we don’t really have to pick just one, isn’t it? 