Or grub i can sell @.002 fly over track down DC and drag him back to Au economy class next to the toilet lol, then message all shareholders who wants to meet the man who Fucxed everyone over. Sooner do that then wait a few years, just incase the fat fu*k has a heart attack. I wanna see him face to face so he can see the rage in my eyes, i wanna smell the fear oozing through skin.
