> I am a qualified Loony Bin financial adviser. Let's say you have 200k and I have > 200k. Let's say you put yours down on a house and I put mine in the bank. Let's say I > buy a 6 pack every night with the interest. Let's say the market crashes nuts and > your heiss is worth less than you've already paid on it and I'm drunk off my ass on > my interest beer. Let's say I have enough silver under my bed that when Dracula wakes > up from his 1000 year slumber and starts sucking necks I'll make a goddamn bullet > factory in my basement and be the last man standing. Now let's say your house burns > down and you don't have heiss einsurence. Would you sell the copper piping out of > your walls for beer money and drink with me while I show you a bank statement that > still says 200,000 exactly to the penny?
If we can do this in nitalie's garage/safe room/bomb shelter on a Friday, posting in the drinking thread, you can bet your ass I'll be there. It sounds like so much fun, fun, fun, fun
Oh for Pete's sake.
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