Did ya buy a ticket? I bought a damn ticket. Alright - I bought five. Five! I have never purchased 5 tickets for anything except maybe the beer tent at the midway. And chances are, I'm not winnin' diddly. Not even a hangover. Then again, 1 out of 14 million people are born with tails. So - maybe it's my turn.
I sort of don't know what that meant.
So - this guy at work told me if one person wins the entire 43 million and puts in in a bank account to let it sit and collect admirers, the monthly interest ALONE would be a million dollars. In other words after your initial irrational spending spree on necessities like a miniature horse farm, a life-size legoland castle and Leon Spinx's gold teeth - you'd never even make a dent in your winnings.
Set for life is what they call it. Or if you're Oprah, set for the next week or so.
Reminds me of a line by comedian Stewart Francis, "Financially-speaking, I'm set for life. If I die before next Tuesday."