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What would you do with a million in cash though? It's a bit suss to go and pay it in to HSBC and I can't imagine you'd be able to buy a house in notes. 173455[/snapback] You could pay for holidays in cash without raising too many eyebrows. Convert cash into foreign currency for travelling. Spend it in the pub. I reckon you could feasibly buy a car with cash. I could get my loft conversion done and pay for that in cash (exciting!) 173469[/snapback] buy your foreign villa for cash, that gets rid of some questionable cabbage 173473[/snapback] I'd go and see bobby for further tips.

Are you on the wind-up, you great big knobhead?

What would you do with a million in cash though? It's a bit suss to go and pay it in to HSBC and I can't imagine you'd be able to buy a house in notes. 173455[/snapback] You could pay for holidays in cash without raising too many eyebrows. Convert cash into foreign currency for travelling. Spend it in the pub. I reckon you could feasibly buy a car with cash. I could get my loft conversion done and pay for that in cash (exciting!)

3 are amateurs tbh.

You're not going to get work with the Spastics with that attitude! 173436[/snapback] Work with? They'd be working FOR me tbh.

What would you do instead? 173420[/snapback] Watch telly and stuff. Nah, travel. See the world. Do what I wanted to do instead of what work dictated. Maybe some voluntary stuff. 173422[/snapback] You'd risk going to prison to do voluntary work? 173431[/snapback] I'm risking prison to do as I please, you cripple!

What would you do instead? 173420[/snapback] Watch telly and stuff. Nah, travel. See the world. Do what I wanted to do instead of what work dictated. Maybe some voluntary stuff.

If I had enough money to not have to work, I'd be significantly happier tbh.

And your career path is 173379[/snapback] LEGITIMATE accountant. Not embezzler/money-launderer.

You know it's full of money before you pick it up. It's half open and some cash is protruding.

I wouldn't have nicked that car like, Laz, but I'd be away with the £1m. Straight home and then work out how to spend it/deposit it somewhere without raising alarm bells. That would be the hard part.

I'd love the money, but I've got nothing like the bottle to do that. If you found a case in the street with £1m in it, would you keep it? I would without a second thought. Although with the adrenaline rush it would create walking down the street with it, I'd probably run head-first into a wall or something.

25th Hour. 1/2 a point for Ed Norton. 173300[/snapback] Knew I recognised it. The New York references should have told me. I thought 25th Hour was a class film like. 173304[/snapback] Aye, it's quality. I keep meaning to watch it again actually. Might stick it on my list.

25th Hour. 1/2 a point for Ed Norton.

The top one is an extract from "Leazes Mag: My Life in Film" btw.

"Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gekko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J! Fuck Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass! Fuck Jacob Elinsky, whining malcontent. Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass. Fuck Naturelle Riviera, I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back, sold me up the river, fucking bitch. Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar sipping on club sodas, selling whisky to firemen, cheering the Bronx bombers. Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row-houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split-levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to fucking ash and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place." "The days go on and on... they don't end. All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go. I don't believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people." "All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets."

too much a good thing tbh 172911[/snapback] Aye, McDonalds in your case.

does that mean I think they're glow-y and shit? yes does it mean I wan't my little fella to cosy up to the little fella in her? no I am more protective and think they have an aura about them, but I THINK FUCKING PREGNANT WOMEN IS WRONGO is it that fucking hard to comprehend? jaysus cried buckets tbh. 172892[/snapback] Dunno if youve got a lass but if she told you she was preggers - you'd happily stop shagging her for 9 months? 172900[/snapback] She'd get pregnant just for the respite tbh.

'Some Like It Hot' - I love that fillum 172881[/snapback] Cult classic. Amongst HERMERS!

Have a word with yourselves, you dirty animals!

Well done.

"I believe in America. America has made my fortune." "Hey, whaddya gonna do, nice college boy, eh? Didn't want to get mixed up in the Family business, huh? Now you wanna gun down a police captain. Why? Because he slapped ya in the face a little bit? Hah? What do you think this is the Army, where you shoot 'em a mile away? You've gotta get up close like this and - bada-BING! - you blow their brains all over your nice Ivy League suit." Fredo, you're my older brother, and I love you. But don't ever take sides with anyone against the Family again. Ever." "I know it was you Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart!" "Stanley, see this? This is this. This ain't something else. This is this." First 4 are easy. Who can get the fifth?

So you're going to start working , when Renton bursts out of the closet? OK... 172811[/snapback] Get back to your bog!

When are you planning to start working for a living then? 172785[/snapback] When you finally burst out of the closet.

Aye, so was I when I worked there like. Glad to be away from the place now, although I basically just resent having to work for a living whoever my employer is.