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>>50203687

DEAR MR. I'M TOO GOOD TO CARVE OUT OR SPLIT MY STOCK
This will be the last investment I ever make with your ass
It's been 17 months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two votes, I voted yes on all 'em perfect
So this is my tweet I'm sending you, I hope you read it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Ryan, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy split or a dividend
I hope you know I ripped down all of your pictures and sold my calls
I love you Ryan, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Ryan, shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Ryan, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't make her hold bags, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she holds she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

>my GMEs gone red I’m wonderin’ why
>I bought this stock at all
>this CS transfer takes forever
>and I can't sell at all
>and even if I could it would still be red
>but you're tweetin’ all day long
>and it reminds me, that it just might split
>it just might split

>>50192663
DEAR MR. I'M TOO GOOD TO CARVE OUT OR SPLIT MY STOCK
This will be the last investment I ever make with your ass
It's been 17 months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two votes, I voted yes on all 'em perfect
So this is my tweet I'm sending you, I hope you read it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Ryan, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy split or a dividend
I hope you know I ripped down all of your pictures and sold my calls
I love you Ryan, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Ryan, shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Ryan, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't make her hold bags, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she holds she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

>my GMEs gone red I’m wonderin’ why
>I bought this stock at all
>this CS transfer takes forever
>and I can't sell at all
>and even if I could it would still be red
>but you're tweetin’ all day long
>and it reminds me, that it just might split
>it just might split

>>50047582
DEAR MR. I'M TOO GOOD TO CARVE OUT OR SPLIT MY STOCK
This will be the last investment I ever make with your ass
It's been 17 months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two votes, I voted yes on all 'em perfect
So this is my tweet I'm sending you, I hope you read it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Ryan, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy split or a dividend
I hope you know I ripped down all of your pictures and sold my calls
I love you Ryan, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Ryan, shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Ryan, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't make her hold bags, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she holds she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

>my GMEs gone red I’m wonderin’ why
>I bought this stock at all
>this CS transfer takes forever
>and I can't sell at all
>and even if I could it would still be red
>but you're tweetin’ all day long
>and it reminds me, that it just might split
>it just might split

>>50022108
DEAR MR. I'M TOO GOOD TO CARVE OUT OR SPLIT MY STOCK
This will be the last investment I ever make with your ass
It's been 17 months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two votes, I voted yes on all 'em perfect
So this is my tweet I'm sending you, I hope you read it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Ryan, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy split or a dividend
I hope you know I ripped down all of your pictures and sold my calls
I love you Ryan, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Ryan, shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Ryan, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't make her hold bags, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she holds she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

>my GMEs gone red I’m wonderin’ why
>I bought this stock at all
>this CS transfer takes forever
>and I can't sell at all
>and even if I could it would still be red
>but you're tweetin’ all day long
>and it reminds me, that it just might split
>it just might split

>>50013188
DEAR MR. I'M TOO GOOD TO CARVE OUT OR SPLIT MY STOCK
This will be the last investment I ever make with your ass
It's been 17 months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two votes, I voted yes on all 'em perfect
So this is my tweet I'm sending you, I hope you read it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Ryan, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy split or a dividend
I hope you know I ripped down all of your pictures and sold my calls
I love you Ryan, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Ryan, shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Ryan, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't make her hold bags, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she holds she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

>my GMEs gone red I’m wonderin’ why
>I bought this stock at all
>this CS transfer takes forever
>and I can't sell at all
>and even if I could it would still be red
>but you're tweetin’ all day long
>and it reminds me, that it just might split
>it just might split