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Who Wants to be a Billionaire?


Just invent a good-tasting oral liquid that people have to drink before taking contrast dye for a CT scan.
Today was my fourth experience. Each of them have featured "cocktails" of varying tastes that all ultimately taste like boiled socks.
Truthfully, I've never tasted boiled sock water, but this glop is what I imagine it is made from.
BTW should you invent the sure-fire moneymaker, just remember to send me checks for being an inspiration.
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