The house of raul is swaying beneath my feet. I am operating my terminal under the influence of unbridled, SHOMP supported winship. There is a special feeling in the world. Perhaps you achieve it through alcohol and friends, or MOLLY (no MCP). I achieve it by having the one stock up BIG’A’DICKD when the market is getting the plunger.
I’m not even going to tell you what ticker it is because you guys will ruin it. Just know it had the institutional endorsement of Exodus and it’s surpassing plus six as we enter the witching hour.
For fucked sake people, when are you going to stop relying on your emotions (intuition, gut feel, puke, die) to make decisions?
I have so much shit to do right now. I bought tomorrow’s calls in AAPL and GOOGL.
FUCKWITHMEYOUKNOWIGOTIT
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snap that rifle over your knee.
lol
wynn resorts?
gotta be WYNN for the WINN
Days like today are merely kegel exercises for the super sphincter.