I would get a flight to the west coast leaving from Boston on Sept. 11th, 2001. Stab the fuck out of the terrorists on my flight, become a national hero.
Leverage that into a lifetime of high level business and social connections.
Maybe even do a term in Congress to really get on the gravy train. But no more than that, because being a politician would mostly suck.
Fuck dime pieces like an oligarch because I could.
Also, I would sell everything I owned and borrow whatever I could, and short Lehman brothers stock on Sept 14th, 2008.
Besides that? Never pause with working out, and never let the drinking get out of control.
Leverage that into a lifetime of high level business and social connections.
Maybe even do a term in Congress to really get on the gravy train. But no more than that, because being a politician would mostly suck.
Fuck dime pieces like an oligarch because I could.
Also, I would sell everything I owned and borrow whatever I could, and short Lehman brothers stock on Sept 14th, 2008.
Besides that? Never pause with working out, and never let the drinking get out of control.
"Me llaman el desaparecido
Que cuando llega ya se ha ido
Volando vengo, volando voy
Deprisa deprisa a rumbo perdido"