Banter At All Time Low Punters Depressed Need Zinc Or at least a...

Banter At All Time Low
Punters Depressed
Need Zinc

Or at least a suggestion of it, even a hint, a glimmer would do, a glint in a drill core, a sign from the Inca gods that all is well, ship loads of zinc in there, hidden underground though not so deep that it can't be strip mined, so much zinc and silver and lead for my pencil that the lethargic market will sit bolt upright and shout WOW!! And we the shareholders of this unknown little company will reap the rewards of the long slog, the march, the trek, to becoming extremely, obscenely wealthy. And we will celebrate in the essential meaning of the word, we will celebrate at a party, a massive gig at a place previously set down by a fellow shareholder in these very threads in fact, a place known as Subiaco.
Where, in Subiaco, is unknown to me but I'm certain there must be an establishment there suitable for the upcoming celebration.
Upcoming? When is upcoming, exactly?

It's all about waiting isn't it.

In case anybody is wondering wtf the above is about? It's about a little creative writing, just because.

Aroha
Zn