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One day great career in business, a year later working girl in Langtrees! Why we work in brothel?

I want to learn how to sexually satisfy a lady each and every time...

But seriously, since I was a boy, I have always wanted to fly an aeroplane but could never justify the absurd cost for what would be a very expensive hobby (as opposed to a job). When I win Lotto, that is definitely on the to-do list.
 
homer said:
I hope I don't get a smack on the head for asking the same question over and over again when I am in my 70's.
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Don't get your hopes up. You will................
........but there might be a light at the end of the tunnel.......... ;)

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I lost my partner of 20 years, my career job of 13 years and found out I was losing my house all in the same month.
 
Quit work.
Give mum and dad more than enough to spend thier twilight years comfortable y
Buy a kick ass 4wdcampervan
Get lost for a year while I think of how best to use whats left

...... in that order
 
depending on the amount the winnings is ,
1st -payout my mortgage ,
2nd - have an all weekender with the w/lady or ladies of my dreams .
3rd- get an RV built to my specs :-)
4th- load up and head for the west :-)
 
I hated my childhood for the most part because everyone was so violent, but the thing I miss was my first girlfriend when I was 11 - she was the only decent thing that happened to me growing up, she was so sweet.. and she just loved kissing! *sigh*
 
Giving no toss about nothing was a bliss. I remember having wet dreams and waking up happy, oh how i miss those days. But school was baaad, and having no money sucked badly.
 
While I wouldn't want my childhood back, I miss having time to be creative and dream. I miss the lack of concern that comes with the panic of running out of time. The non existence of pressure to do laundry, dishes or vacuuming. It's a very humbling experience now to be lead away to the couch to sit by my daughter who all but drags me from whatever perceived important task.
 
I like thinking back how terrified I was over trivial things Like sitting in class wondering what my latest excuse for not doing my homework would be. I was better on the fly
 
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