Fuck my 10,500 promise. We went to 10,496. That’s close enough. It’s my blog and I can do whatever the fuck I want, can’t I? If I want to “go rogue,” by ignoring some asshole egotistical promise, I can do it. There is nothing you can do about it, so fuck off mustached man.
The truth of the matter is, this whole Dubai going broke story is really inconveniencing me. As an American, I am entitled to eat turkey, on Thanksgiving, without having to worry about losing millions of dollars the next day. At a very minimum, I should not have to deal with the supposedly richest cocksuckers on the planet, who build islands for fun— in the fucking ocean— from scratch, all of a sudden running out of money, on Thanksgiving. At a fucking minimum.
These are the same people who throw gold bricks into smelters, just for shit and giggles, in between human sweet bread snacks. Now, they want me to believe, all of a sudden, OOOPS no more money? Fuck off and cop a walk, you little evil pricks. You stole Thanksgiving, cocksucker!!!
You know, all world governments should be overthrown for fucking with turkey day. As a small pebble in a very large ocean, I would like to enjoy a slither of turkey, without having to worry about men in Egyptian cotton turbans and bug-eyed style Gucci sunglasses fucking the world markets over. I’m not going to make any market projections yet; it’s just too late for that sort of thing. However, I will tell you, I have no patience for this sort of shit. You call it a buying opportunity. I call it a calamity.
At any rate, get ready for some “turban’d testicles” to your skull tomorrow, during a very nice and clean thinly traded “fuck you, you’re dead” half a day execution session.
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