There can no longer be any mystery as to who is reading the site. Thanks to the previous post, a blogging strike of genius on my part, we’ve learned that we have professional liars and cads, marijuana salesmen and slavic hog-butchers, amongst us. The vast majority of you stake claim to the fact that you visit this site to be entertained. Apparently, you enjoy sitting back in that lackadaisical manner of yours and have me write funny things, all so that your big hump can move up and down from the laughter. It would seem, if I am not mistaken, the lot of you disenfranchised men of base ingratitude view “The Fly” aka Plutonium Petey as some sort of clown, a person more suited to be shot out from carnivale cannons than feared due to his psychopathic tendencies.
I can see it now. You, sitting there, alongside your brutish girlfriend, sharing vulgarities with one another whilst scoffing down low grade sushi. The two of you are drinking tall glasses of chardonnay when a man runs over to your table and punches your jaw loose–nearly knocking the nose and ears clean off your face. Then we’ll see how funny you find this blog!
As for the market, I am too tired to figure it out. I slept 2 hours last night and need a nap. I am sure everything will be fine without me. My positions shouldn’t blow me up while I nap for 2 hours. As a matter of fact, I’m pretty sure the rally will continue until late August, with nothing more than a minor pit-stop in July.
See you suckers later.