Now,I could cashed that in right away for something small,  get out of cleaning the garage,a week at circus camp.

(Oh,still fresh. yeah)

But the longer you hold on to it,  the more the guilt builds,  the more you get.

Five years-- trip to paris with my buddies.

10 years-- sweet,little convertible.

20 years-- hello,fully articulating,  five-function robot that can read my mind and has feelings.

Goodbye paris.