Congratulations. That two-dollar ticket your spouse divorced you over because you promised never to waste any more money on your hopeless gambling addiction turned out to be the Big Winner. After the taxes come out, you are the recipient of a whole ten million dollars. And not just any dollars--American dollars. The best kind of dollars.
After a moment, it starts to sink in: your lifetime of poverty and worrying about bills and living from paycheck-to-paycheck is over. Your parents' dreams for your life, all fantasies due to the lack of money, are now suddenly feasible--hell, if dad'll ever apologize for voting for Bush twice, you might even help them out with post-retirement life. Your kids are now guaranteed an excellent, debt-free education. Your (ex) spouse can go fuck themselves--who's the pathetic loser with a tiny dick now?!
But even after paying for the little Snowflakes' college, you go over the budget and find that you still somehow have five million dollars left. What's next in your new life of financial indulgence and security?