And I forgot to where my gold chain.
Here is a partial excerpt of some of the shit that was said at this egregious party, in Brooklyn, for kids, mind you:
“Whoa, the nerve of you, Mr. Fly, comin’ ova here with no chain or tan. What you live in a fucking igloo or somethin’? Ova here, we gots lots of gold rings and rope chains to go with our bronze skin. Wouldja like to have a salsich and peppas samwich? While you’re at it, why not grab yourself one of those fountain sodas ova there?
“The fucking kids love it.”
In other news, the market will get elephant stomped this week.
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“And I forgot to where my gold chain.”
You drunk?
Jackoff.
You have the sense of humor of a paradiddle.
Fly, are you a drummer?
Hilarious post!
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i did chuckle, not laugh, at salsich and peppas samwich
There’s no “ting” better on dis oith dan a nice sweet Eyetalian sausage (wit fennel) samich wit peppahs an’ onyins.
Nuttin’.
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Oh yeah, and it has to be real Carrol Gardens italian bread loaf, too. None of this egregious “subway” bullshit bread that afflicts the nation outside of New York and Philly.
In New York, that ‘Subway” shit bread has a name, and it’s “Wonder.”
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No. It was the Italian side of my family.
Egregious.
I miss my Italian heritage and extended family. When my Pop moved us to Colorado, we left behind the whole clan. I have fond memories of huge dinners, Grandma cooking, dipping great bread in the sauce on the stove, sipping wine as a kid, smell Granddads cigars, watching Gramps dress for a run to the grocery (driving my Gma)..fedora, jacket, cigar, etc. My cousins. Going to Point Pleasant board walk. The whole thing. Good memories.
I still see some of them. But, it’s not the same without my pistol packing Grandpa, God rest his soul.
I still remember, he’d wake up ever Sunday around 5:30 am. First, he’d wash his hands with scolding hot water. Not one drop of cold—for like 5 minutes.
Then, of course, he’d start to brew some black coffee. None of that milk/sugar shit.
His breakfast was a piece of toast and a grapefruit, with his coffee.
Then, he’d start Sunday dinner, around 7am. He’d cook his sauce or gravy for about 7 hours, constantly stirring.
Then, he’d make some anti-pasta salad, which was done with the greatest detail. Everything had to be perfect.
He’d mix some bracciole and sausage into the gravy and we’d have a feast.
Dinner at 2-3pm every Sunday. The Itlalian way.
“Gravy.”
That’s what the Eyetals called the marinara. Used to crack my potata-eatin’ ass up.
Your Gpa sounds cool. When you said grapefruit it triggered a memory. Who eats grapefruit? Italian grandparents, thats who. Mine did the same thing. I think it made him feel floridian or something.
I have a very dark side to the Italian family – the not so fond memories. Thats why my dad yanked us out of Jersey.
“Gaming,” “collections,” etc. My Great Uncle John is demon posessed, I am convinced. Yikes.
Pops, I know you are up there laughing at this. Thanks for getting us the hell out of Maplewood. Amen.
Grandma used to make a garlic, broccoli and blue cheese pasta that kicked ass.
Grandpa was the best.
Him and his furniture business. Used to do work for Mr. Progresso. He’d get boxes of free Progresso stuff delivered to the house.
Keep in mind, Grandpa carried a pistol until 73 or 74. Then he sold it off to his doorman, named “Izzy.”
Highly egregious.
Who gives a shit. Make me money.
Fuck you and no.
This site has never been about making YOU money. Retard.
Go fuck around with some chart site or some guy with a newsletter to sell.
Really. Fuck you anonymous. You’d get whacked or at least a serious sock full of Miller High Life cans beat down in my family for mouthing off like that.
And then Gma would grind you up, make a meatball and feed you to the dogs.
Is Point Pleasant still a nice place? Havent been there since I was a kid.
Is Great Adventure still in operation? My dad was pissed when the monkeys tore up his car top.
Point Pleasant is still nice.
GA is a fucking ghetto, but serviceable.
Coney Island has been torn down and will be replaced with “resort like” hotels and amusement park.
Good luck with that.
I believe the freak shows are still there.
I lived in Point Pleasant for a few years. My dad had a restaurant. I used to walk home from school for lunch. Dad would fix me anything. I ate scampi almost every day. We’d sneak in the kitchen and steal sherbet out of the freezer.
Geez. tons of memories coming back.
We didnt have a lot of money, and there was a bike shop there on the main street. I forget the name. We’d pass it on the way to school. Two Raleigh Rampar bikes hung in the window. My brother and I lusted them. One day they were gone. We actually cried. My mom collected cans to pay for them. Saint, she is.
Best.
Christmas.
Ever.
One time, when I was around 10, my house was burglarized.
Normally, this is a bad event on its own. However, this time, the burglary was done near Christmas. The fucker stole all of our presents.
Worst
Christmas
Ever
Oh that fucker! Lets find him, kill him, and “meatball” him. I have a big ass dog that loves meatballs.
20 yrs later he’s probably some grey hair bearded self help yoga LULU homo fucker. No offense, Woodshedder.
now when you say the market will get stomped, what is your play?
Short the banks, or do you prefer betting against the underperformers from sectors that have gone on massive runs?
I’ll tell you when I see the tape.
A little respect please for the old country. The douchebags have ran the tape hard last week. The fucking bat guano cumballs and the semiconductor fucks had a lot of fun at the expense of men of respect. They will get an asshole full of hard comeuppance for the impertinence. The market has been run as hard as the Art Hogan and Perugian cumrags could take it. Now, it is time for the payback. Get ready to die, cumwads. You got soft Martay. The fuckwads are going to meet death in a hundred new creative ways.
btw Boomer, I have been short LULU three months. I don’t give a rat’s fuck what the earnings are. The fuckbitch is about to get her cherry popped in a painful way. I told you to get long that alt en play two months ago and hold it. You are up thirty percent if you did. Do it now.
UK banks getting hammered in European trading this morning.
Any of your Eyetalian grandpas have a large garden plot (1/4 to 1/2 acre) where they pottered about the eggplants, peppers, and tomatoes, sometimes their leathery, wrinkled faces peeking underneath a tattered straw hat but mostly hatless, scowling back at anyone who had the audacity to stare (like me)? My fondest memories growing up in NYC was that there was 3 of them doing that in the neighborhood.
Fly — you’re grandpa carrying a pistol. I can’t tell you how much I relate to that. My brother and I sitting in the front seat of grandpa’s huge Chevy and fighting over who had to sit in the middle — nobody wanted to sit in the middle because that meant you had to sit on grandpa’s pistol, or close to it…
You guys talking old New York stories and family…makes me miss the big town. I’ve lived all over the country and world…one way or another, it all starts and ends with New York City.
Here’s to a good week fellas.
WM
Loved the strolls down memory lanes. I got all teary-eyed.
Lot’s of sensitive traders here in need of shrinks.
It is time to get back to work yet?
“Nobody wins when car prices decline,†explained auto industry analcyst Red Buttler. “Spending billions of taxpayer dollars to prop up SUV prices just makes good sense; it’s clearly the right thing to do.â€
http://wallstreetexaminer.com/blogs/mantle/?p=39
The hell!? Whatever happened to Wood’s headline power?
Now, I know what the people of Myanmar or Zimbabwe feels like.
Oil will rebound from $120’s ; DSL = 0 ;
Caution: Coal companies are HIGHLY correlated with oil… I would wait confirmation until oil bounces.
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Alias:BPOE
My mother was Italian, my father had a car dealership and my grandfather was a preacher. As a kid I grew up going to Sea Side Hights, Stone Poney ETC. My Ant lived in
Deal. My mother was only 5ft but she ruled the family with an iron fist. I was lucky to have such a mother.
Just an observation but the cubes could initiate that HnS pattern and be set for a massive shit. Especially since dell and others drew in a lot of longs. I am buying qid.
Anyone watching the refiners again?
RIG broke through 50 day, next stop The Fly’s portfolio.
+ daytrade action in WM,VLO- eye on GS,MS to lead any financials turnaround for the day.
This is “I” bank coin – not “we” bank coin – says the Fly.
Fly what’s your thought’s on FXP…
Who the fuck got to Santelli? Turned into a complete piece of shit about a month ago. Must have brought his brother to the studio over from Italy, wearing a bolo tie.
Holly shit the consumer will be dead if UNG continues to eat the shorts lunch.
Bloomberg reporting FSLR CEO sold a quarter billion dollars of stock AND there’s a risk that Europe, where they get 90% of their sales, may ban their solar panels because of toxic material used.
The bloom is finally off that fucking rose.
Short at will.
Who the fuck got to Santelli? Turned into a complete piece of shit about a month ago. Must have brought his brother to the studio over from Italy, wearing a bolo tie.
LOL. Gotta love the Mafia = CNBC bulls” implications. Would certainly explain Maria.
“He doan’ even speaka worda English.”
Jake:
Don’t forget Gasparino.
Charlie “Two Times” Gasparino:
Buy da mahket!
Buy da mahket!