Fly Buy: YONG, GMCR, CENX

I bought 25,000 [[YONG]] in the $8.80’s.

UPDATE: I bought 20,000 Century Aluminum Company [[CENX]] , north of $10.60 and 5,000 Green Mountain Coffee Roasters Inc. [[GMCR]] in the $60.70’s.

Disclaimer: If you buy YONG because of this post, $8 Chicoms will cease going to $12 on no news. And, you may lose money.

I sold out of Ciena Corporation [[CIEN]] , north of $12.65,  the remainder of my [[ENTR]] , north of $3.20 and FBR, north of $18 and BigBand Networks, Inc. [[BBND]] , north of $3.30.

The fucking stock market is not a game, where you can just press a button and PRESTO— the market shits the shower and you become rich. I was one of you, a rotten bearshitter, one year ago today. However, the difference between me and you, I was waiting for bargains to buy stocks again, while you were sucking your own cock waiting for disaster. While you were stockpiling rice and beans, I was eating oversized sandwiches, filled with peanut butter and jelly, rooting for the little guy to get rich in the stock market.

Listen here you short selling idiot: you had your stock market crash, when it was decapitated to the tune of 60%+ in 2008. What do you want, another 60%?

Crashes do not occur often. Instead of being stubborn, waiting for the market to crash again, eat an oversized sandwich, filled with peanut butter and jelly and root for the little guy.

No one is suggesting the economy will roar back and everything will be okie dokie. The market responds to cycles. Right now we are in the midst of a recovery, whether you like it or not. In order for the market to fail, the cycle needs to mature then FAIL. Mr. Bearshitter, we are not there yet.

However, once we are there, I promise to let you know, via my prescient blog posts here on iBankCoin, in between bites of oversized sandwiches filled with peanut butter and jelly.

Cordially,

Fly

Woodshedder may not be the most prolific blogger on iBC, but he knows his system trading like I know how to walk like a Space Alien Magician (SAM), mainly because I am one.

With the help of Jeremy (IT guy/COO of iBankcoin Heavy Industries), we’ve developed an automated system that uses Wood’s back testing skills to select stocks which have a high likelihood of bouncing, with the added value of telling you (the internet leech) where to exit said picks. I’ve been using his system, along with my other methods, and I am thoroughly impressed. It is clean, easy to use, professional and effective.

My guess, after Jeremy is done with hacking into some Russian missile silos in Siberia, we’ll be ready to launch this product within a week. As always, pricing will be extraordinarily affordable, as iBC tends to cater to the poor/desolate demographic of the internets.

If you have any questions, feel free to quiz Woodshedder on this thread, or pest him via email: woodshedder_blogspot at yahoo.com.

How many times must I do this?

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NOTE: This was intended to be posted last week. However, as you now know, The Turkey Gods were interrupted by debt junkies from the Middle East. At any rate, here it is, unedited.

Gentleman, the Turkey Gods are here and they bring gifts of perverse language, through a space alien magician conduit.

The market trading above 10,500, on the eve of the Turkey Gods, is not an accident. Gentleman, it is by design.

I warned you cocksuckers not to fuck with me. I told you the warm tales of Turkey Gods and how they control stock prices, with their ferocious cranberry encrusted beaks and gravy covered claws, over and over again. I exclaimed with ferocious tenacity: “The Fly wins all the time, The Fly Wins all the time, blah, blah, blah,” but you chose to disbelieve my dire warnings and pearls of enlightenment, in exchange for pure goat fuckery. As a result, you ventured off like a homo in the perfume section at Macy’s, to lesser websites, hosted by men in bow ties, who told you “America sucks (dick).” On that advice, you took your entire life savings and bet against the awesome criminals in dark suits, via large amounts of [[FAZ]] in your pathetic IRA accounts.

Guess what, fuckface?

Now you’re just dead. You’re not laughing anymore, mainly because you are fucking dead. Donuts to doorknobs, your market prowess is a drag on America’s economic recovery. I bid you farewell.

I’ve been winning for a little more than 10 fucking years now. With grace and dignity, like a gentleman with a pipe, I come here to iBankCoin in an effort to show goodwill by sharing my market experiences— literally helping the stupid people make a little coin in this diabolical world. What do I get in return? I get a guy, a poorly dressed fat guy if I might say so, coming to this web address telling me his “opinions” regarding the market. ROFL!! (3 exclamation marks is a sign of insanity, not 2!!)

HELLO!! Anyone home? How hilarious is that?

Your opinions mean nothing to me, AND MORE. I don’t give two fucks and a gay mule about anything. I am “The Fly” and I will slap you in the face with a sizzling slice of pizza without warning. This is my fucking website. Like it or not, you are going to have to live with that harsh reality.

What are we talking about here?

Gentlemen, we are talking about winship—winning in business, at home, in the street or even in dreams/nightmares.

Separately, a great man once said: “fuck those firemen.” I could not agree more. All firemen really do is hang around their stupid little clubhouses, cooking gourmet food all day long—metrosexual style.  How often does a building burn down, really? The most noble occupation in America, by far, is asset management. Forget about public servants. They are nothing more than “Government Bitches.” When discussing asset management, we are talking about a job that requires vast skill sets, courage and tenacity, the sort of thing this great nation was founded on. When done properly, asset managers improve the quality of life for just about everyone out there, by creating enough capital gains to fund great national projects, stemming from bank bailouts to “reversing global warming.” On this Thanksgiving, remember to give thanks and praise to people, like Le Fly, that make America great.

In closing, you should not have bet against me. God willing, you have learned, yet another, valuable lesson and will never question my market hand again, sans the whole Flotek Industries, Inc. [[FTK]] situation. Nonetheless, something tells me you little trollops are full of shit and are plotting against me, as I write this essay. My internet life is a never ending struggle, similar to the super hero-villain relationship, only gayer.

But in the end, “The Fly” will always win.

Happy Thanksgiving.

You hear me talking a lot of shit about random names, as if I was addled with a severe learning disability. Well, like in all grand plans there is a blueprint, a method of sorts, to my madness.

My current positions:

The Dow was destined to trade above 10,500, until the fucking frauds from Dubai got all bitchy about their debts last week. With that behind us, prepare for new highs, led by the banks and materials.

Separately, GES had a monster quarter. I like that stock up to $50. And, let’s not forget the resurgence in retail sales. There are numerous ways to play it. My favorites are JAH, SHLD, WHR and maybe a little MSO.

Within commodities, I like SD, especially after today’s decline, MTL, PKX and MOS.

In my next post, I will update you fuckers on all of my current positions and immediate buy list candidates.

You are all well aware of iBC’s old age rule (no man over 47 1/2 is permitted to view the site, especially during the day time). Now, the same people who brought you old age discrimination, I present: The Young Idiot Rule.

Basically, I am sick and tired of the adolescence, especially the broke-ass college kid routine. It’s a little old.

So, from here on in, any young punk kid under the age of 25, found gawking at this site, will be tossed down the iBC “stairs of death,” off the fucking site. Your viewership is not wanted here. YOUR PRESENCE IS NOT REQUIRED. We do not need your kind, or ilk, crowding the luxury box seats of iBankCoin. Good day to you.

In closing, to be clear, this website is for people between the ages of 25 years and 1 day through 47 1/2.

Thank you for your time and understanding of this important matter.

UPDATE:

iBankCoin is better than you, on a multitude of fronts. Do not hate what you do not know, little man. I’ve been gaming this market for a fucking decade now, while you upright walking pigs hoofed through pages of erroneous charting data, fucking up trade after trade. There are many things about this market worth hating. For example: everything is a scam and nothing makes sense. But, in an odd way, that is the fucking beauty of it all. No one gives a shit!

Hence, get drunk; buy stocks.

You can buy stocks in your socks or with a clock. You can buy them sitting in a chair. For the love of womens’ underwear, you can buy them sitting anywhere.

I bought some sitting on a drum. I bought a lot singing “fuck you, you’re dead,” to an old homeless bum. I bought a little when I was mad. I bought a fucking truckload, even when I was sad.

I bought some with a mouse, in a house,  arguing with my spouse. I bought a bundle while on the phone, alone or even punching the shit out of cumbersome styrofoam.

I bought many while throwing rocks at cops with glocks, eating ham-hocks. All the while, you were doom and gloom, and most definitely gay, while “The Fly” was awfully quiet in his office whispering “fuck you, leave, please don’t stay.”

Top picks: Green Mountain Coffee Roasters Inc. [[GMCR]] , U.S. Global Investors, Inc. [[GROW]] , Mechel OAO (ADR) [[MTL]] , ICICI Bank Limited (ADR) [[IBN]] and W.W. Grainger, Inc. [[GWW]]

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