If you got a surprise $100 right now
 

Or 50 quid/whatever..... let's say you find the biggest banknote available in your country blowing in the wind and you catch it. You try to turn it in to the police (good karma) and they are not interested. What do you do with it?

what? are all y'all still recovering from the shock of being told to keep it?

dinner?

pay off bills?

clothes?

charity?

Tip mug, duh! ;)

Medical bills. *sigh*

i started typing an answer a few hours but decided it was too boring... but if you insist
i would spend it on groceries and beer, unless i could be sure i could con at least that much more grocery/alcohol money outta my parents...
if I was SURE i had enough budget coming from them, which I never am because they've gotten very good at giving me just enough money to be almost comfortable without giving me enough to have Fun, if i was sure i could afford it and actually find someone reliable, i'd spend it on good ol' mary jane, but lately only one of those two conditions are ever met at a time.

Pay my parents back for Diz's vet bill.
I'll be paying them back anyway, but it would be marvellous to hand it over all at once.

I usually owe them approx £20 by the end of the month anyway (shopping or prescription or toiletries or something) so the extra £50 means it will have to come in installments.

Two more sections of my back fence replaced! :D

Doctor Who audiobooks...

Shoes for the possible upcoming interviews I may face

Shoes for your face? Dude, you'll never get a job going in with shoes on your face!

Oh, I think I read that wrong.

Funny, I was thinking too, a damn pair of dressy casual comfortable freaking navy blue shoes for work. Not 8 inch spikes, thank you very much, I have to walk blocks. Not platforms that make you look like you had a chinese foot-binding. Just a nice comfortable wedge to wear with my navy blue pants.

You can't find them and if you do they cost way more than I want to pay for a pair of freaking shoes.

roll up it up and do lines with it.

nah, i'd just put it in my wallet for an emergency

... or keep it there to not loan to the mooch. "Sorry I've only got a c note."

I was gonna say pay my credit card bill but then I read UT's post. I do need new shoes and am in the process of looking for a pair. So, I would use half for buying shoes and the other half to pay the bill. I wear children size so yeah, my running shoes should only cost about $50 bucks.

we just refinanced our house and had a suprise winfall ($) ,
i was hopeing for some fun with thextra cash ,
Bills got paid

I'm starting to think I need my work to be shoeless.

Ok, that pretty much narrows it down to lifeguard or jesus

$100:

Fill the gas tank. And a double Whopper.

Kinda sketchy in the benefits dept...

cue strange music.......

my friend just posted on facebook:

Dooo de dooo de doooo

I'd buy a soda to make change.

A C-note would just get tucked in the wallet and chipped away at like everything else.

Bills, then if there's anything left over... dog haircuts. Being a grown up is not as fun as everyone else tried to say it would be.

Who said that? ;)

You're good, Razz! :)

It's the greatest feeling. About 4,5 years ago while cleaning out my desk, I went through some old envelopes and found $50. Bought myself a pair of running shoes then. LOL...just realized I want to buy myself another pair with the imaginary $100. :p:

I had an awesome pair of navy blue wedge heeled shoes when I was younger that I bought specifically to wear with my navy blue pants for work or going out for drinks. They were so awesome I wore them completely out. First the soul started getting thinner, then the heels just came loose and the fabric upper started fraying.

I loved those shoes. I could dance for hours in them, and they looked really good. I miss those shoes. I wish I could get them back, but they were from the 1990's. I don't think I'll ever find any to ever match them again. :sniff:

Oh I hear youl I love the pair I still have and they look like crap. Low heeled and cute, with the bottoms of the heels flapping around and clicking inappropriately. Scratches on the sides of the heels. But they 'go.' And they gotta go!

I feel like I should honor them for their unwavering service lo these four years!

I have two pairs of stacked wedges that I still wear out (if I ever get to go out!)
I think I've said before that they outlasted my marriage and the Evil Ex.
The white ones do make my feet burn after a night of dancing, but at least I can keep them on. Many of my dancing shoes were only viable for about an hour and then stashed under a table somewhere. Dancing barefoot is so much nicer since the smoking ban!

I had a high-heeled, calf-high (mock) snakeskin boot stolen while out dancing in Weymouth. Luckily I was a slip of a thing then, and got a piggy-back to the boat I was staying on. I always wonder who bothered to steal a single boot. I suspect a jealous lady, because I was in a damned foxy dress. And because it makes me feel good to think that.

groceries.

boring but needed.

Y'know, all those kids who just CAN'T WAIT to grow up and get a car and live on their own and stop going to school and and...


I was never one of those kids.

I never met a woman who didn't or wasn't. :haha:

The feminist in me wants to shoot that right down...

The boot phreak in me has an eye on some new sketchers...

A pair of running shoes, ha! Mine is actually falling apart and has been for months. The bottom is flapping and my sister is afraid I may trip and fall one day. She's actually the one who's urging to get a new pair. :p: In any case, there's nothing wrong with always looking at a new pair of shoes. :frog:

Sketchers have some nice shoes, huh.

You see? It's universal. But it's not your fault, it's part of the culture. For guys it's will it fit and do the job, but for girls it's part of the wardrobe, the outfit, like the mentioned blue shoes to go with blue slacks. I'm not being critical, it's just a fact you feel better when that shit matches.

OK, now we have the problem of not just black or brown, (plus white sneakers), you've got colors and shades of colors to consider. Not even getting into styles. :smack:
Since shoe stores aren't the paint store where they whip up what you want, you're at the mercy of what some gay dude thinks will be fabulous this season. Of course you don't have anything that goes with this season's hot fuchsia, but if you have a couple extra bucks you better grab them because next year when the hot fuchsia makes it to the slack racks you can afford, those shoes will be ancient history.

That's why most every woman I've ever known was missing a pair of shoes her wardrobe needed, and she was on a constant hunt.

I don't approve, but I understand.:)

I have absolutely no interest in shoes.

NONE.

but my daughter would put the genetically engineered child of Imelda Marcos and Ivana Trump to shame, so i guess my share just got delayed and passed on.....

If I got a surprise $100 right now...
 

...I'd buy coffee, cigarettes, and pizza later.

Bruce I have to disagree.
Now I love shoes. I admit. Shoe shop windows draw me like jewellers windows.
But my damned feet won't let me wear half the shoes I crave.
Still, I crave them.

When I was 21 I took someone else's boyfriend on a weekend away (I'd just dumped mine) and he laughed at me with my nose pressed against the window of Hobbes. "I can't help it!" I said, "I love looking at shoes!"
"You and every other woman I know" he said.

Cold bucket of water or what?
Not very gallant at least.

And that was the first time I realised that liking sparkly things, pink, wanting to touch lush fabrics, craving red shoes however unsuitable was simply part of being a woman. I was a tomboy. I have no idea even now what is this season or last season or last time I had a decent payday.

I love flats and flipflops to walk in. All the time, even in Winter if I can get away with it. I love anything that brings me up to Limey's height - I missed my target by a good few inches growing up. I love leopardskin, patent and kitten heels, boots and wedges.

My shoes go with everything I wear. My style is a cross between eclectic and bag lady. If I had the money it would be Helena Bonham-Carter.

So you see, it's not always taught. Some women are shoe-magpies is all.

Ahh, see, it's not really something driven by the need to match various fashions and shades. It's really just a love of boots. I really like boots. I'm generally on the look out for a new pair, because I wear them to death. I like good boots. And biker boots. And baseball boots.

But all my boots have to go with multiple things and I generally only have one or two wearable pairs at a time.

The real reason for the constant search though...is I am in search of the perfect boot. I have a notion thinly sketched in my mind of the boots I want. And I am constantly on the lookout for something that matches that picture. Along the way i tend to see other nice boots and find it hard to resist them in the meantime, as i continue my everlasting quest :P

Every so often , like once every ten years or so, I find the perfect pair, and then by the time they die fashion has moved on and nobody is making boots like I want them :P

I'll be right over!

Infi...have you tried Shoe Carnival online? I was able to find canvas Converses that were exactly what I was looking for and couldnt find anywhere around here...even in the Shoe Carvival store.

I dont know what exactly you are looking for, but here are several choices...

Blue Shoes (just keep scrolling for some blue ones)

Thanks Pico! I already see a pair that might work. I'll look more tomorrow.

:)

Yay!! :) Good hunting!

That's gathering, hunting's man's work. :)

Yabutt, I didnt go gathering for a good deal on a washer and dryer today...I went hunting for it - 3 different places - and I found it and got it too. :D

I see that only Pico and I gave helpful answers to this question.

*snort*

:D

"I'll be right over!"
 

Then there'll be three of us: you, me, and the BEAST (He likes pizza).

What does he like on his pizza? (please don't say mushrooms.)

tadpoles

If I had a hunny to spare,
I would send it to Toad,
for Cellar repair.

We're broken you know.

Like his Uncle: the BEAST is a pepperoni man (nuthin' but).

Tadpoles are an acceptable substitute.

Whew. I think we'll all get along just fine!

I can forgo the green olives if I have to.

"green olives" = Devil's poop
 

Black olives are WAY superior.

I hate olives.

It's weird that I hate black olives and LOVE green ones. I also hate red grapes and LOVE white grapes (but I like a nice dry red wine.)

Go figgerz!

"I hate olives."
 

I'm certain someone, somewhere, gives a shit, Dana.

That person, of course, is not 'me'.

Knob.

"I like a nice dry red wine"
 

Can I have some Plum wine?

:p:

:winebottlesmilie: