Wednesday, May 24, 2006

This Bottle of Dewars, Awakens Ancient Feelings...

If you were stupid enough like myself to have focused on trading equities this week, instead of foreign exchange or bonds, you need to drink yourself either to death or close to death, close enough to death where your last cognizant thought is, 'oh, now the drugs from my youthful faggotry are taking their toll.' And then fade to black... and die amongst another lovely spherical spring season...


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