Tanks
AV

When that happens one must go to the non-human (securities atorney). The “securities attorney” seems to possess the qualities of a “First Sergent” also “non-human”.

When I spoke to an “securities attorney” about my anomaly between my broker, my God, and the S.E.C., he was just like one of my “first sergents”. He told truthfully that his fees would be greater than any recouping of funds he could get for me.

He told me I was more than capable of representing myself (what a good guy).

After two days of grueling arbitration in the boardroom with S.E.C., Nasdaq, attorneys, my broker, and his boss no decision was reached at the time, we were to be notified by mail of the decision.

The decision came in the mail. I was the loser. But my consequences were such that I made out like a bandit. Sometimes the rewards of losing are greater than than any heavenly blessings one might get.

My greatest reward was the great leadership I experienced. I am eternally grateful to the non-humans that served as my beacon to justice.

seriously though, you cant have fried chicken without waffles, so I say syrup is another wise investment.

Right now, in my garage, I am working on an implantable, nano-scale robotic chicken that will genetically modify the human neural network to automatically reward “green” behaviors, such as the recycling of used chewing gum. I have already tested this out on the bats that live in my belfrey and can attest that, with just a small amount additional funding, I will be close to a major breakthrough. If you want to get in on the ground floor, please send me as much money as you can spare as soon as possible.

Respectfully,
Tatarska

That said, LMAO Name Withheld’s comment.

I’ve seen fire, rain, and the American Arbitration Association. I’ve seen legal tender from mfg. based income disappear in the financial markets. Promise and faith was the chatter in the evolving active asset accounts.

Upon investing today, in every respect liquid funds are offset with debt obligations. Our once abundantly prosperous financial centers are now applying for lines of credit at home and abroad.

The concept of the mattress isn’t too far fetched anymore.

That’s a bunch of gobbledy-gook.

I wish that I didn’t have to carry around a wallet or other electronic equipment. Those who fear technology are usually ignorant people who think Apocalypse is just around the corner. There will be no major even that will end the world.

Humans will simply die out when evolution makes another species that is stronger, smarter, faster, and more aggressive than us. I believe that chickens will evolve to become greater than people and we will be fried and eaten by them. Now that is Apocalyptic!

Watch Out!

The mark of the Beast is a government-issued identification microchip implanted discretely in your forehead without which you can’t buy or sell anything.

Fried Chicken is also known as the Baptist Bird, so I guess that offsets the former.