October 26th, 2006
|05:36 pm - A pocket full of gold coins. . .|
Today, I found myself with a pocket full of gold coins.
(This often happens when one leaves the post office.)
A sneaky, mischevious grin tugged at the corners of my mouth and sparkled in my eye as I left, though, because I could think only one thought:
"I am a Chaote, and I have a pocket full of gold coins."
My question to you all, all the people on my flist, is this:
"If you were a Chaote, and you had a pocket full of gold coins, what would you do?"
I'd make it a poll, but something tells me some answers might be longer than 255 characters. . .
(feel free to tell me, too, if this scene seems as . . . dangerous/mischevious/frightening to you as it does to me)
Current Location: Southeast of Disorder
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "Presents to Send You", -JB
I would buy myself a stairway to heaven. And dance all the way up, only to stop just in front of heaven and yell "PSYCHE! I never believed in you ANYWAY!"
You should also keep one on you at all times if you have that luxury: they make an excellent toll for troll bridges, and nobody wants to get eaten by a troll because they're a chump and spent all their money on heaven.
Always keep your kit with you: candles, chalk, incense, silver knife, thuggee knife, service revolver, garlic, Yellow Sign, cabfare, condoms, and change.
This would be the "change" portion.