/biz/ - Business & Finance

>>58442552
>MOASS just around the corner
>dies like a fucking bitch a few days before MOASS like Cohen’s dad and dog
Kek you had ONE JOB dumbfuck baggies

>>58415771
Kek what a fucking loser that’s like 8k now

You bagfuckers said you’ll be here with me until moass
Now no moass and no baggots here kek

>>58375306
>weekend at ernie's

>>58369418
>>58369453
Remember when he said to sell shares and the price was above $190?

>>58345393
Wait so he already RED?

>>58326101
Kek your such a fucking loser

>Sold before the final fakeout pump

>>58166170
This didn’t age well
Already red ;)))

>ETH is the only coin still low

>>57861996
>he fucking sold
Just like ypu bought the top lol

>>57817590
>they wear ear pieces like they're in the 1990s fbi

>>57622387
>Scam victims tend to be single, lonely, and economically insecure with low financial literacy. I am none of those things. I’m closer to the opposite. I’m a journalist who had a weekly column in the “Business” section of the New York Times. I’ve written a personal-finance column for this magazine for the past seven years. I interview money experts all the time and take their advice seriously.
It's impossible, i must be smart. I do le smart things.

This is like the stereotypical smarmy liberal reddit mentality. These people never once doubted their own intelligence and it shows.

>He was lean and mean, a right jolly lil elf,
>And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
>A wink of his beady eye and a twist of his head,
>Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

>He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
>And closed all the shorts; then turned with a jerk,
>And laying his finger aside of his nose,
>And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

>He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
>And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
>But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out with a yeet,

"MERRY BBBAGSMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD SNEED"

>come to the general
>get inundated with the culture and the "it could be any day" hype
>follow all the stories and drama and possible happenings
>oooooo for green candles
>aaaaaa for red candles
>stuck in an endless loop of calling out anyone who feels down on the stock a shill or pajeet (if you aren't with me, you're against me)
>you feel like you are doing something and a part of something
Then you
>take a step away from the general for a few months
>realize that the stock has been sitting at 80 dollars for a year now, with 0 news, 0 progression, 0 hype, no green or red candles to freak out over
>realize that ken griffin doesn't even pay attention to us at all and is out living his life every day
>realize that citadel is nowhere close to going down and the shorts either already did some kikery to escape or will just never pay and take the 50k fines since they make hundreds of millions of dollars a day with other financial prospects
>realize that they will just hold onto their position until gme holders die of old age

This really is some cult. Only people who come to the general every single day are still so disillusioned. I still hold just in case something does happen, but really I don't think about GME at all anymore. The kikes won by making this the most disappointing and boring thing since white bread. Niggers are still nigging, kikes are still kiking, pajeets are still shitting, and we are still here poor as fuck and wanting something to happen. But when you come to the general the cultist mentality built on blind faith and the way they attack anyone who isn't part of the hivemind makes you feel like maybe the kikes haven't won yet and you can still get the money if you just believe hard enough. It's so sad how powerful cults are, all of you sheep just want to be part of something, while everyone with actual money and actual power has already left 2 years ago. Sad

>>56787820
>>56787785
I can’t wait to thrust myself into the daughter of hedgies specifically between 18 and 29 years old.

I can’t wait to raid the villages of India and Pakistan with Taliban fighters to exterminate every curry slurping 4chan user.

I can’t wait till I submit so much donor money to politicians who are against the interest of Israel so all zionists can get clapped by the Arab nations.

I can’t wait to drive around in my lil go-kart and moan and groan about the hedgie daughters I’m driving to.

I can’t wait to have their pussies grip n hug my ha-boinga until I hear and see it squirt n fart squirt n fart. With their dookie holes Soakin wet, Soakin, wet. They throwing it back with me moaning n groaning n moaning n groaning. Hedgies please understand what I’m saying here. Rakeshes and Dikshitars please understand what I’m saying here.

Fellas, can I get a “hell yeah”?

>walk into TD Ameritrade
>ask for a TEDDY SHARE
>"What?"
>spaghetti slowly drips from my pockets
>oh god not again
>face gets red
>"Please give me a TEDDY share right now."
>"I don't know what that is. What exchange is it on?"
>struggling to contain my embarrassment
>clenching asscheeks together to hold in my shit
>meanwhile spaghetti is flowing out of my pockets
>voice reduced to a mumble
>"have money please TEDDY share give money please share"
>"Are you ok?"
>shit breaches through my asscheeks
>propelled forward at 60mph
>crash through the Ameritrade employee's counter
>he's holding on to me for dear life
>all the while spaghetti is flowing out of my pockets like fumes
>crash through the entire row of buildings in the strip mall, broken glass shards in my face
>yelling "TEDDY SHARE PLEASE MONEY TEDDY ShARE"
>Ameritrade employee is covered in shit and spaghetti
>my pocket rocket shows no signs of stopping
>he tilts me backwards
>the sheer force of my shit has reached 650mph, we are now propelling upwards
>the spaghetti and shit intertwines and falls down to earth in glorious yellow and brown streams as we head towards the stratosphere
>children below frolic in the mess falling from my anus
>the g-force is causing my asscheeks to flap vigorously and create a gale
>spaghetti and shit blowing through the air on the planet below
>3 miles upwards now
>Ameritrade employee has died from lack of oxygen, his body falls to the surface below and is shredded by the force of my shit
>my transformation is almost complete
>as I leave the atmosphere my bear hands sprout and my tail grows, acting as a rudder
>steer myself across the cosmos with my gleaming shit and spaghetti trail

already rugged

Literally not selling. I can't wait to dump my entire wagie check into GME on Friday.
I'm going to make TDA sell me some shares, and then I am going to turn right around and DRS them.
I don't know why, I just really like the stock, ya know? I'm just not selling, I know... I KNOW, ok? I'm sorry. I read a handful of DDs and now I am literally smarter and better at trading than all of those fancy Wallstreet big wigs. It's the law of the jungle: the weak must fear the strong. It's not enough that I should thrive, hedgies must fail.
>Checkmate hedgies
>Checkmate shillies
>Checkmate pajeeties
>Checkmate sellies
Wer'e all gonna WAGMI

>walk into Gamestop
>ask for a drs
>"What?"
>spaghetti slowly drips from my pockets
>oh god not again
>face gets red
>"Please give me a drs share right now."
>"I don't know what that is. What platform is it on?"
>struggling to contain my embarrassment
>clenching asscheeks together to hold in my shit
>meanwhile spaghetti is flowing out of my pockets
>voice reduced to a mumble
>"have money please drd share give money please share"
>"Are you ok?"
>shit breaches through my asscheeks
>propelled forward at 60mph
>crash through the Gamestop employee's counter
>he's holding on to me for dear life
>all the while spaghetti is flowing out of my pockets like fumes
>crash through the entire row of buildings in the strip mall, broken glass shards in my face
>yelling "DRS SHARE PLEASE MONEY DRS GAMESTOP ShARE"
>Gamestop employee is covered in shit and spaghetti
>my pocket rocket shows no signs of stopping
>he tilts me backwards
>the sheer force of my shit has reached 650mph, we are now propelling upwards
>the spaghetti and shit intertwines and falls down to earth in glorious yellow and brown streams as we head towards the stratosphere
>children below frolic in the mess falling from my anus
>the g-force is causing my asscheeks to flap vigorously and create a gale
>spaghetti and shit blowing through the air on the planet below
>3 miles upwards now
>Gamestop employee has died from lack of oxygen, his body falls to the surface below and is shredded by the force of my shit
>my transformation is almost complete
>as I leave the atmosphere my bear hands sprout and my tail grows, acting as a rudder
>steer myself across the cosmos with my gleaming shit and spaghetti trail

>walk into Gamestop
>ask for a drs
>"What?"
>spaghetti slowly drips from my pockets
>oh god not again
>face gets red
>"Please give me a drs share right now."
>"I don't know what that is. What platform is it on?"
>struggling to contain my embarrassment
>clenching asscheeks together to hold in my shit
>meanwhile spaghetti is flowing out of my pockets
>voice reduced to a mumble
>"have money please drd share give money please share"
>"Are you ok?"
>shit breaches through my asscheeks
>propelled forward at 60mph
>crash through the Gamestop employee's counter
>he's holding on to me for dear life
>all the while spaghetti is flowing out of my pockets like fumes
>crash through the entire row of buildings in the strip mall, broken glass shards in my face
>yelling "DRS SHARE PLEASE MONEY DRS GAMESTOP ShARE"
>Gamestop employee is covered in shit and spaghetti
>my pocket rocket shows no signs of stopping
>he tilts me backwards
>the sheer force of my shit has reached 650mph, we are now propelling upwards
>the spaghetti and shit intertwines and falls down to earth in glorious yellow and brown streams as we head towards the stratosphere
>children below frolic in the mess falling from my anus
>the g-force is causing my asscheeks to flap vigorously and create a gale
>spaghetti and shit blowing through the air on the planet below
>3 miles upwards now
>Gamestop employee has died from lack of oxygen, his body falls to the surface below and is shredded by the force of my shit
>my transformation is almost complete
>as I leave the atmosphere my bear hands sprout and my tail grows, acting as a rudder
>steer myself across the cosmos with my gleaming shit and spaghetti trail

>>56481777
Checked and baggies kekked

>They're people on this board who didn't buy Link

Looks like frenchie got banned. Dozen posts and threads all got jannied at once a while ago. Who ever had a problem with how xhe bakes is just gonna have to to get over it.