If I had a million British pounds (£) for every time I get emails telling me I won a million British pounds (£), I would be eating crumpets in one of the 20 sitting rooms of my very own castle near the Cotswalds right this minute, instead of updating this blog.
And I would star in movies like this:
If I had £1,000,000 for every time those sneaky Brits tell me I’ve won £1,000,000, I would hire someone technologically-inclined to spruce up my blog–maybe even help me become self-hosted. I would give away $500.00 gift cards like Pioneer Woman does, and I would put all my leftovers in glass–not plastic–containers.
With my daily average income at two or three million pounds (£), I would have extra money for stuff like that. I might even take up horseback riding (the fancy kind, with helmets instead of Stetsons™, and jodhpurs instead of Wranglers™ [Anyone know how to pronounce “jodhpurs?”]).
I would hire someone else to get kamikaze insects stuck in their ears. I would pay to have my hair professionally styled every day. I would holiday in Fiji and drink from their artesian wells:
Then, I would begin a campaign to increase Nutella’s™ popularity in these United States. Because I think the creator of Nutella™ should be given all the breaks that life can afford.
And then I would petition Her Majesty the Queen to abdicate her throne, since who gave her the right to all those British pounds (£) anyway, and she doesn’t even have much of a say, so what gives?
And when she would invariably tell me to get lost, I would petition for one more thing before being thrown out of Her Royal Highness’ presence: that she put an end to scammers generating false hope by sending out fraudulent emails to poverty-stricken bloggers. Because telling a poor person that they’ve just won £1,000,000 only to let them down day after day…