“I’m sorry but something is really ripping apart my brains here.” (ZOMBIE, CHOMP!)
POOF!
That was me doing fucking magic, making lots of money disappear, vanishing into thin air like accountability when blogging.
As you can see by the swagger in my penmanship, I am getting cartoon raped in QCOR, ALJ, TZA and VXX today, while making a SINGULAR penny in CPST and nothing at all in TIF. All of this, despite my big, bountiful, and handsome, cash “hoard” has me sitting in the great big, tall grass, off by 1.25% for the day.
As I sit here, getting Breitbart’d by the market elements, I am taunted by a wide array of stocks bottle rocketing higher. For the love of gay giraffes driving ice cream trucks, even FSLR is up.
Sure, you fuckers are sitting there LAUGHING at my plight. Let me tell you something, as a matter of fact: if any of you cow suckers were near me, no matter how disabled you may be, I’d punch all of your teeth out like chicklets on a roller coaster. You fucking pussies don’t have the weapons to approach Le Fly. I have moats and trap doors, orital space cannons (OSC) and internet deathrays pointed at your cabezas.
I can sit here and discuss my accomplishments and how much bigger my dick is than yours, but I DON’T WANT TO FUCKING DO THAT RIGHT NOW! Frankly, and justifiably so, I am a great danger to myself at the moment. My blood is not only boiling, but curdling (if even possible). My brains are wacky, making me see mirages, like every stock I own down and all of the shit on my “IMMEDIATE BUY LIST” up. It simply cannot be the case. My eyes must deceive me.
Phantasm!
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