I'd head to the Marina with 50 $20 bills and set up in front of the fanciest liquor store I could find. I'd give every homeless dude a bill and make sure they told their friends to come get theirs as well. I'd double up on any of them that looked particularly wobbly.

I'd get my revenge for every calf-toned Marina hoochie who comes down to MY neighborhood every weekend to slum it up in the Mission and ends up throwing up on my doorstep at 3am because she can't hold her liquor and Chad isn't gracious enough to hold her hair back.

Or, I'd go to Costco and get something stupid. I dunno.