July 25, 2007
Just in case you wanted to see 207 million dollars in cash.
I guess he was some kind of drug dealer. I couldn't stop looking at the picture. (Washington Post, may require registration)
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I misread the title; I thought it said "Just in case you wanted 207 million dollars in cash." The picture is lovely, but a little short of my expectations. I really wanted $207 million.
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Want to lose weight? Simple. Stop eating anything that has sugar or corn syrup in it. It works
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aww fug
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606, I agree. I didn't even click on page2... but wow.... that's a crapload of moolah. My parents sold a deli for 80,000 way back when. The guy paid 50% cash, 50% mortgaged. And I was boondoggled by seeing 40,000 in (20s by the way) cash. I felt like pulling a Scrooge McDuck and diving through the piles of loot. Of course, I was 11, and my parents would have shot me.
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I have seen $100,000.00 in ones. Crumpled. The smell was horrible.
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I've seen ten bucks and fifty cents in quarters - let me tell you: it is a sight to behold.
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I have a gallon wine jar full of pennies.
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Show off.
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Quarters are God.
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So that's where the money for Las Vegas comes from... I was wondering about that.
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I've got £1.91 in change in my pocket. Right now.
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Oh stop, stop! Talk of so much currency is making my head spin. *rubs old pre-redesign $10 and $20 bills on face and body, swoons*
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606, your assumption that this man was some kind of drug dealer is entirely unfounded. It's possible that he ran a strictly legitimate pharmaceuticals company. A company whose strictly legitimate accounting practices required him to store $207 million in his home in Mexico, hidden behind strictly legitimate false walls. And then he just happened to have to go on a strictly legitimate business trip to another country at exactly the moment police were looking for him in Mexico. Really, it's hard to imagine a more innocent set of circumstances.
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I can't believe they carted him off before his cod and baby carrots were served. The Human Rights dudes are going to hear about this.
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I want to have sex on that pile o' cash.
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I'm sure if it were piled on my bed, I would orgasm without sex.
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Can I have jacobw on my jury?
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I'm pretty sure Abiezer's guilty.
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Fortunately they haven't narrowed it down to a single charge yet.