/biz/ - Business & Finance

Shiver me timbers mateys, I can feel the sway o' the open market calming down, The crabs be scuttlin' ye an' frey, and dere be no sight o' the accursed Sea Bear, truly a storm of verdant fissures are preparing to be upon us lads. Hold tight the main-shares, drop the anchor and prepare to maintain present heading. Keep yer hands firm ye filthy landlubbers or I'll be seeing ya drop to the bottom of davey jones locker. We ain't stoppin till we reach Ale,Wench and Yacht Island. Ye'll never work again after this haul me Bucko's.