“If anyone needs me, I’ll be out back killing myself.”
Jeez. Aw come on. I have room at The Swamp. Lots of booze. Just bring the soda water. And the Deep Woods Off.
I’m gonna become a hedge fund manager. Me and the other guys who live up behind the hedges have this fund and plan to “go long” on Gallo Vin Rose or Mad Dog 20/20 depending on the futures prices for each on any given day. My prospectus is all about “Hope and Change”, which is to say, “I hope you’ll spare some change”.
Got swamps and Carolina bays, including Snow Island (Francis Marion’s hangout), nearby and a good compass to backup the GPS. May have to stash previsions in a couple of secure/covered pits, just in case (maybe even a still like my grand pappy). I’ve said from the very beginning that the response to this financial crisis is like trying to put out a fire with a leaf blower, they are very, very, stupid or trying to intentionally cause a depression.
lots of booze? sweet. i’ll bring the mixers, some snacks, and the ladies.