SAD FUCKING FACE: POOR FLY DELUGED WITH LOSSES AGAIN

Aw shucks, poor baby Fly is crying again because his stupid portfolio made of shit is taking on water again — WHAAAAA WHAAAAA. It looks like the Braggard In Chief of Fintwit is finally over. It was a good run from 2007 until now. The perma bulls finally cornered me and shot me dead.

Here I lie in ruins, down 1.6% today, OFF BY 7% for the week, DOWN BY 5.8% for the month. The vision that I sold you on, black smoke and bustling shards of metal, have went up in smoke and replacing it are penis shaped hot dogs at PTLO. We are all very boisterous now, even after Pride Month, flamboyantly strutting about fashionably in Gucci garb — showing those Russians who’s boss.

We don’t need oil — it’s hot outside. Take that you slavic animals.

Surrendering to the market forces and my deluge of losses, I have parted ways with my FAZ position, but kept onto SQQQ at 20% weight for sentimental concerns. I have also festooned my portfolio with George Soros friendly stocks in the hopes that the cabal will be pleased with me now, seeing I am now on their side, and bless me from their space crafts with plentiful bounty.

I can tell you great things are now in store for me and the recent foray into loss has now ended. There is nothing at all that could go wrong, seeing me buy into the rally on a Friday afternoon in front of what is going to be yet another splendid week.

I have 25% cash and although tempted to buy penis shaped hot dogs with them, I have a good enough presence about myself to withstand the urge and preserve said King Dollars for a rainy day.

Let me tell you something Jack, it has been raining something awful around here this week — and I haven’t had the luxury of an umbrella. Just little old me walking in the lightening storm with a metal rod in hand — hoping to catch fire.