No.96
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little commie? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Harvard Business school, and I’ve been involved in numerous startups, and I have over 300 confirmed bonuses. I am trained in gorilla marketing and I’m the top salesman in the entire Sears appliance department. You are nothing to me but just another sales target. I will market you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in this economy, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, pinko. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of investors across the USA and your material assets are being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that sells out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking liquidated, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can exploit you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my startups. Not only am I extensively trained in behavorial economics, but I have access to the entire marginal utility of the world's resources and I will use it to its full extent to work your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what incredibly profitable retribution your little “clever” criticism was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have docilely accepted the system. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit capitalism all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking sold, prole.