An Autobiography of a Life yet to come!!

Here's the way I see things for me in the future -

- Now I'm 20. For 10 years, I enjoy a bachelor's life filled with Bacchanalian revelry, alcohol, women, the works. I make my way over to New York where I work in this big well-paying firm. I buy myself a Porsche and use it to impress the ladies. I work days and party nights.

- At 30, I get married. I give up all the vices. For the next 10 years, I'm the perfect husband and model father. I've married the only daughter of a rich business tycoon, who dies soon after. I work hard to consolidate his empire and do pretty well at it. We have two sons and a daughter. In that order.

- At 40, I start to drink and smoke a little again. I spend more time on the golf course and less in the Executive Suite at my company. I throw big parties for all my Executive buddies, with cigars and brandy afterwards. The figure's still there thanks to the long hours put in at the gym. And so is my wife's. I'm still faithful to her and a pretty decent father to my kids. However, things are starting to go downhill.

- By 50, my marriage is ruined. My wife leaves me for another man. Less affluent but therefore, with more time to spend with her. I take enough money with me and head for the Caribbean along with a shapely 25-yr-old blonde waitress. We remain together for a year before I give her up. I then spend the rest of my life lying on the beach, sipping rum by day and laying bronze skinned Cayman natives by night. This last phase of my life is arguably the most enjoyable. Meanwhile, my daughter gets married to the son of a rival business tycoon. They're happy for a while but it doesn't quite work out. My sons fight over the empire I have left behind and in the fracas it gets taken over by a third party. The elder son, drifts along and finds himself in the Caribbean quite like his old Pa, where he spends the rest of his days as a beach bum. The younger son goes to South America and becomes a powerful drug-lord in Colombia.

- At 60, the booze finally gets to me and my liver gives in. I'm found dead one morning by the lovely lass I was sleeping with that night. She steals whatever she can and makes a run for a new life elsewhere.