Your jealousy is duly noted,d.
Unfortunately the brain is one of those vitals that when one is afflicted by not having one, can't be fixed with stem cells, transplants holistic quackery or faith healing.
Just be thankful you've gotten as far as you have without one with the side effect of walking backward and slipping along on your own drool.
Seriously, you should give some thought to S ing TFU.
That or saving the effort of so much brainless repetition by hiring a parrot as a ghost writer.
You gotta take what the market offers.
An old market homily some business savvy granny might at some time have stitched on a pillow.
#$%$ in yayhooie censor speak is not what you might think (well, it's fartface or injun certainly would).
I'll try again: Billy Barty#$%$ size.
Too bad your IQ doesn't match my "tangible success", ab.
Rather than having to settle for one that on a very good day (provided they let you take the test home and allowed a more gifted close relative to help you out) just might measure up to the late Billy Barty#$%$ size.
Actually that's a pathology that seems to have affected this entire thread.
In addition to an even greater paranoid frenzied preoccupied obsession with shorts.
Fiscal responsibility (much like getting outta be before noon) is always a drag, ain't it abner?
Come tuh think of it, almost anything involving responsibility is.
Less it involves shifting it from one's self to some other guy.
Goober is an open borders RINO fool and former boozum bud of the late wide load chapaquitic teddy, who only a fellow fool or RINO would vote for.
TacoBoy light sans the dementia and without the drooling.
You're forgetting your Dale Carnegie, newman.
Gave you a rec anyway. I mean, being no fool myself I guess it was required of me, eh?
anyway sis, It might be a good idea to get Hillary to look up that crew who staged the moon landing to mock up a more believable history that matches the one she and bubba have been peddling, and while she's at it get emiril lagasse and that foul mouthed Brit television chef to help out their accountants for the same reason.
Hey, I'm just glad when a politician doesn't claim that (an' this is juss for starters), the children are gonna starve without their tax funded free school lunch and breakfast while the seas rise neck high on the coasts makin' the statue of liberty accessible only by submarine not only drowning the polar bears in the wild (a given) but the ones at the bronx zoo, with the air getting so bad I'm gonna hafta chew it like a cheap steak before I can breath it, oh, and by the way, I might's well order that tombstone in advance to avoid the rush cuz that's what the other party aka their opponent has in store for me if I don't do the right thing and vote for them instead.
Thing about that tombstone is I already got one uh them things, having years ago taken al gore's word frit we'd all be dead by 2007 making the panicky mistake after his election loss of having that date filled.
Hey, juss try getting yer money back sellin wunna *those* on ebay.
Worm, I guarantee, if you could multiply, if the authorities couldn't do anything about it? An alliance of concerned citizens taking matters into their own hands would.
Just as they did with Dr Frankenstein's late creation.
Who, all plusses and minuses tallied and weighed against each other, had considerably more charm and amiability than you have.
That accounts for the footprints and the flurry of sightings reported in the tabloids back then.
Guess those assorted drunks and toothless yokels' stories weren't entirely fueled by cheap hooch and impaired cognition from generational inbreeding after all.
You couldn't even keep a door open with a Carl Yastrzemski rookie card.
Point being, a thing is worth exactly what you or someone else will pay for it.
That Yaz rook card? Not being a baseball fan or into sports memorabilia at all, may not have even the slightest value to you, yet you'd be happy to buy it anyway knowing you could sell it at a profit to someone else who would in fact value it, or who figured he could sell it again for even more to someone else, be that person a collector or merely another speculator taking a gamble in buying for the same reason (in market parlance what's going on here being often referred to as the greater fool principle) .
The stock market operates exactly that way. Why prospects earnings hire and fire of corporate wigs good news bad news balance sheet machinations and chicanery sector cache fluctuations in the base commodity analysts opinions and all the fooh foh rah affecting share price are meaningless when liquidity dries up in moments of market clarity, aka in the periodic sudden realization that the shares you own in and of themselves aren't and never could be in times like that worth the paper they aren't even printed on anymore.
Beanie Babys Cabbage Patch Kids Tulip Bulbs and Wiley Coyote suspended over the canyon suddenly realizing he's being held up by nothing more substantial than a cartoonist's whim.