I’m simply up too much for the year, in order to care. So sorry.
Now that I’m “retired,” I must figure out what to do with my time. Off the top of my head, I’ve contemplated moving to South America to become a farmer. Or, maybe I’ll take my staff of reps and traders and go look for treasures, such as oil or even better: diamonds.
While I decide what do do with my time, you have to figure out the mess you’re in. It’s quite funny, actually.
Most of you just sit there making outrageous market calls. As you know by now, with little to no effort or even sleeping, “The Fly” can beat you like a stubborn pancake batter, when it comes to investing.
Naturally, when “The Fly” loses a few bucks, most of you rush to the front of the crowd, in order to scream profanities and attempt to poke fun at me, mainly because you’re all classless fuckbags. At the end of the day, “The Fly” wins, all the time—even when he appears to be losing badly.
In closing, you might as well log off this fucking website now, since I have little to no desire to help the “small man” make stock market gains.
However, if you’re a blinged out playa’, keep a close eye on [[SMN]]. That bitch is lookin’ flavorful and may be worth legging into, under $43.
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