Fuck 'em. I ain't going. Well, they wanted me to go. Oh Michael, you've got to come. It will be such a gas. We want you to give a speech. We want to hear what you have to say. And I was like - 'If you punk ass bitches want to hear what I have to say, read my blog. I ain't going to no Switzerland, man.' Fuck those cuckoo clock motherfuckers!
But then George Soros phoned me. 'Michael, please come to Davos. We need you, man.'
I put the phone down. Fuck him in the ear. Fuck him in the other ear. I ain't going.
Then Bob Diamond phoned me. 'Mikey, you ain't going, are you? I told them to do one.'