Oh, man, I'm absolutely gutted about this! It's over in America, the show, so I won't be able to watch it. Damn! Damn!! Damn!!! I can't believe my bad luck these days. / Anyway, dear reader(s), the show is called Wall Street Week. It's on Fox, I think. Our Tony is the founder of SkyBridge Capital, and he has lovely American hair, and American eyes, and American teeth. The man was practically made for television, and I can't watch him! / Of course, reader(s), if you're over in America, if you're one of my devoted readers from the Land of the Free, you'll be all right. You'll be laughing, in fact. / You probably have great teeth as well, you bastard(s) or bitch(es). My teeth? My teeth are practically falling apart, the few I've got left. It's all that American Coca-Cola I keep drinking. Er ... which makes me think: Don't you drink your own fucking beverages over there? ('That's unpatriotic, that is!') I know Warren Buffett does. He drinks a barrel of Coke every day. But he can afford to replace his teeth once a month. I doubt you can do that, even if you're reasonably wealthy.
Christ. It's so depressing. 'Yes, boss.' I wish I hadn't started with this post now, Voice. I should have picked on a British fund manager, with a simple magazine column or something. The British guys are all like old man Steptoe. There's nothing to worry about with the British guys. They're comforting, you know?
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Well, well ... / The end of another week. Thank God! I've struggled a bit. Yeah. Ah, I guess I'll see you next week. Laters.
Christ. It's so depressing. 'Yes, boss.' I wish I hadn't started with this post now, Voice. I should have picked on a British fund manager, with a simple magazine column or something. The British guys are all like old man Steptoe. There's nothing to worry about with the British guys. They're comforting, you know?
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Well, well ... / The end of another week. Thank God! I've struggled a bit. Yeah. Ah, I guess I'll see you next week. Laters.
