Well I COULD just fake being an “expert in technical analysis” gather 17 Twitter followers, day trade my brainz out and end up joining a prophesy cult and buying into a convicted Canadian pump and dump gambling billionaire’s latest scam and give him all my money.
But I’d probably rather continue to try to eat all the dry aged Waygu I can and and drink all the premier grand cru grapes I can until I puke pure luxury on a 23 year old escort every night of the rest of my life.
