Away from Le Office

I don’t give a shit about stocks today. I’ve decided to live the life of leisure I was born to lead– at least for today.

What is Le Fly doing on such a Tuesday afternoon, in the midst of a gorilla raping rally?

So sorry, that’s classified.

But feel comfort in knowing that he is enjoying the fruits of his labour and–thoroughly–comporting himself, graciously, in victory, just as effortlessly as he comports himself in defeat.

If I cared, I’d advise you to lead similar lives, sucking off the silver chalice of defeat with equanimity; but I couldn’t care less, so the whole lot of you can bugger off and slip into cracks of the earth–ending up on milk cartons and shit.