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Old 05-19-2004, 02:46 AM  
WarChild
Let slip the dogs of war.
 
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Imagine you're sitting in a bar, with all of your friends. Let's just say, you're all stock traders.

Now say this bar is kind of "the" hangout for people that trade stock. It's a pretty open place, new people come and go. In fact, lots of people don't trade stock at all. Many of them just hang around and like to think they're involved, or they're bored.

So anyway, one day .. A new "Trader" bursts through the door. This new "Trader" is just like the crowd of strangers that come through daily, except on one point. The new "Trader" won't shut the fuck up, no matter who asks him to. On and on he goes about how good his stock trades are. How much money he's making, etc etc.

Nobody in the bar is impressed by this. In fact, the new "Trader" isn't making any new friends at all. In desperation the "Trader" calls out to the crowd "MY MOM HAS CANCER".

If I was hanging out in that bar, I'd tell the new Trader to fuck off.

And here on GFY, I'm telling you the same
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