
I went to college because you get more money and more choices when you have to choose a career card, but now that that's over with, I must travel over a mountain, maybe win the lottery along the way, pick up a pink peg, and then I'm off at a pace no greater than ten spaces at a time. Through past mistakes, it would be wise to pick up both kinds of insurance, and not get too crazy with the stock market. Hopefully, I'll pick up a few kids. Maybe even twins; their double the money. Once the minivan is full, it's over the white bridge where all the effort and time will decide if I'll be living the victorious life as a millionaire or spending my remaining years thinking about where it all went wrong in the retirement home. Of course I hope for the mansion. No one wants to lose, but I must remember that this game is not about finishing first, and in the end, it all comes down to the luck of the dice.
(I know LIFE doesn't use dice, but it sounded better, didn't it?)
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