Mailmonkey
Bluelighter
If I were on Big Brother I'd sneak some drugs in, maybe spike a couple of people's drinks in a way that the cameras couldn't see me do it, and instigate a proper whodunit witch hunt. With a stunt like that, once I (infallibly) got caught, I'd be famous for life. Interviews in the slammer, a biography about my messed-up upbringing, the works. Of course I'd have to beef up before-hand so I could get my photos sold to ladies' mags. Or maybe go for the heroin chic look and cater to the emo crowd. I could even start my own band and be Pete Doherty 2.0. I'd talk openly about RCs, the best websites to buy them from, how Bluelight inspired me to do it, and royally fuck all of us over. All for money. Ahhh, if only, if only...
I'd set up a growroom.
And a pirate lab.
And run tings.