Two Seventy Five

275???

Two Seventy Five

Two hundred seventy five???

$275 MILLION DOLLAZ!!!!

That's how much money a Georgia man won last Friday in the Mega Millions jackpot. Robert Harris, an iron worker, played the winning ticket numbers, 7-12-13-19-22 and a Mega Ball number 10, which were a combination based on his six grandchildren's birthdays. Harris and his wife drove 200 miles from their rural hometown of Portal, Ga (pop 600) to Atlanta to meet with the media and to claim their money. According to Robert, they played the same numbers each time that they play the lottery. The funny thing is that they ALMOST DIDN'T WIN. His wife had gone to the store but had left without getting the lottery ticket.

"It was raining like crazy and I said, 'No, I'm not going back up there,' " Tonya Harris said. "And then something changed my mind."

According to lottery officials, the odds of winning the jackpot was approximately 1 in 175 million.

Tonya Harris said all the money might change their lives — new home, new cars, college for the grandchildren — but it won't change them.

"I'll be back in jeans and a T-shirt tomorrow," she said. "It is not going to change me at all. Him maybe, but not me — I'm too country."

In the immortal words of Clay Davis... "shheeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyt!!!!" I'm gonna change.

I'm gonna change phone numbers...I'm gonna change addresses...I'm gonna change clothes...I'm gonna change drawz...

First, I'm not gonna do a stinkin' press conference. If I won that kinda money, I'd rather be anonymous. It would take me about 15 mins and 45 seconds to get from my house to the Lottery Claim Center downtown. I could go in the back door and leave through the back door. I don't need the fan fare. No need for a press conference for me to answer silly questions like... "What do you plan to do with all of this money?" or "Do you plan to quit your job?". The answer is simple. I plan to live life to the fullest and ball outta control and I quit my job as soon as those six numbers showed up on the tv screen. LOL

Second, I'm gonna leave the crib. I live in a very nice neighborhood but I'll leave the house as is. No need to spend another night in here. I'd prolly go live somewhere else while the dream mansion is being built. Call me paranoid...but the last thing that I want to worry about is some clown tryna kidnap my 1 yr old son and hold him for ransom. Maybe I've watched too many movies...but you get my point.

I'll drive to SC and tell my parents that they are retired. They've worked long and hard and it would feel great to be able to let them know that that they'd never have to lift a finger again.

Next, I'd make a few phone calls...round up the crew...and we're going to Magic City! Call the National Weather Service b/c there's gonna be a tsunami in Atlanta! We're kickin ole punk azz Pacman Jones out. And its gonna rain...like its never rained before. LMAO!!!

Lastly, me and my wife are going someplace..."where no mosquitoes is at."

What would YOU do???