Complete and utter confusion as to how I managed to win without entering.

I’d squeal and jump around the house, playing my favorite songs as loud as I could stand them. After that I’d go and eat a plate full of crab legs with drawn butter, drink some champagne and pass out sloppy and with a smile on my face.

Sooo happy. I would just look and look at the ticket! Then I’d be paranoid and worried about losing it before I could cash it in.

I would figure now that I am rich, I might as well be a Republican, since all the Democrats will hate me.

I would jump up and down squealing, want to ring everyone I know and tell them but hold off because I don’t think I should tell anyone. So, I think I would feel like I would burst with excitement. Then I would go to work as normal.

I’d drop to my knees and cry, because I’d finally be able to pay off all my debts all at once, and better invest for my retirement, even after the gubmint took their half.

I’d put my father in a rest home so I wouldn’t have to be his caregiver any longer. What was intended to last 6–12 months has dragged on for almost 9 years. I’d get my life back.

Try and figure out how to keep it and get the most out of it.

Don’t get me wrong, I would be happy, but it wouldn’t take me long (less than five minutes) to go from pant-shitting happy to kind of pissed that Uncle Sam wold wind up with a rather large hunk of it. And finding a place to stash it securely that pays decent dividends would be enough of a hassle that I would probably be tempted to just spend it all on hookers and blow and set myself back to where I was pre-winning.

I’d go for a walk.

I’d quickly pay off my family’s debts and then give most of if to charity. I wouldn’t know what to do with it all.

Probably a few “oh my God’s” would come out of my mouth. Then I would tell my husband. I would spend a few days talking to him about what to do with it. I would really like to build a karting track for him, and maybe run it like a business that I could be in charge of. I would not tell anyone we won.

@josie I don’t understand your answer.

I would very, very gratefully pay the taxes, then take the remaining chunk and buy a house. In Canada.

And I would be very happy.

Breathe! Breathe! A little bit of hallucination won’t hurt… Time for shopping!

That’s nice. How lucky! I get to keep how much? 400k? 500? Hmm. Is that enough to put the kids through college?

A million bucks ain’t what it used to be, especially after taxes.

I would feel a great sense of relief. Then I would quietly go to the bank and figure out the best way to get a decent amount of interest that I could live off, while putting the rest away. I am very frugal.

And I’d immediately donate some of it to charity. Then I’d take my family out to dinner.

Assuming I had actually bought a ticket, I think it would be something like “Whoa! That’s cool. I wonder how much of this I’ll get to keep.” I’d probably buy a car that’s less than ten years old and then put the rest away. I’d also donate more generously to certain organizations.

I would lawyer up quickly.

Probably similar to what happened when I found out I inherited $10,000 at the age of 19. I was literally speechless on the phone with my mom, then I booked a plane ticket to London!

I would cry, like @aprilsimnel. I could finally payoff my student loans (and my son’s) and we could buy a car that was made this century. The youngest car I’ve ever owned was made in 1997. Actually, I wouldn’t mind just having a second car. We only have one at the moment, and it’s a bitch.

My husband and I could finally get some dental services that area needed. We haven’t had dental insurance for the past 10 years. :/

I don’t see anything wrong with spending $1 each week for that small chance of winning something. When you live paycheck to paycheck, that small chance is better than no chance at all.

I would straight-up shit my pants on the spot. ;)

It would please me.

I’d curse my luck, for i’d rather win a million pounds…think of the exchange rate ;¬}

A big smile across my face and maybe a little laughing.

My reaction: “This must be a mistake. I never play the lottery or participate in sweepstakes. Playing the lottery seriously undermines our effort of achieving our life goals and becoming proud of hard-won accomplishments.”

@mattbrowne
Playing the lottery seriously undermines our effort of achieving our life goals and becoming proud of hard-won accomplishments
No surprise that it is popular in a morally confused culture.

@josie – Yes, and it has also to do with innumeracy or mathematical illiteracy.