Two New Purchases into the Fires

I imagine my portfolio to be a giant furnace heating my tank from which I shoot shells out from and maim people. I need to keep the furnace hot, so I toss new stocks into there on a regular basis — keeping this fucker going. Lots of enemies to destroy.

I just added a little something to my furnace now — AMRS and LABU. Both are medically inclined, one a cure-all for all ailments, a Victorian Era elixir that strikes me as being bold bold and ridiculous. Pot will rot your brains and permit those in charge at your local think tanks — run over you with their DMT addled brains.

The other is LABU — a blanket approach to biotech. Although I am a Dr., I am not a Dr. — if you know what I mean.

Faggots inside Exodus have asked me to tell you that both HALO and ZIOP “look swell.”

And I quote:

“Sir Fly, we beg your pardon. Please instruct the masses of our intention to acquire shares in the aforementioned corporations in order to alleviate any and all selling pressures that might reside in the recesses of its bowels.

Gracefully,

Fucktards Inside the Exodus Pelican Room (Annual Subscribers)”

And now I will collect my fee, a steak dinner, at a grande hotel — as my part in insipidly promoting their piece of shit stocks.