If I had to choose a million-dollar phone that would leave me in a lifetime of debt and self-loathing for buying something so unnecessary, I'd probably go for the Jackpot. Sure, it may not be a smartphone, but in this price range practicality just doesn't matter any more. Who needs 4G when you have a roulette wheel pattern made out of solid gold and black diamonds on the front of the phone? The keys are made of sapphire, and the rear of 200-year-old African blackwood - which I'm guessing must be the woodiest of woods around. Maybe I'm kind of drawn to this phone because I can picture myself with it in Vegas; groping and holding onto a woman either side of me, chucking $5000 chips on the table as I'm laughing madly, red-faced and drunk on money, power and some one-of-a-kind whiskey that I'm splashing wantonly all over the felt of the game table. In this scenario, this phone would just be lying - switched off to hide its dated interface - on the edge of the game table for people to look at it and envy my ability to afford something so superfluous.