Yer probably right, Cat...
Uh huh.
and you'll be working 7 days a week...18 hours a day to stay afloat with the rest of the flock.
You're fuckin' A right I'll be working 7 days a week 18 hours a day. And happy to do so. I'm a working mother fucker who hasn't done jack shit for two years because of a fuct up back.
I can garden though. And I'll garden my mother fucking ass off. And three months from now, in a country of 10% unemployment, I will be hiring employees. Creating welath, not redistributing money, but NEW WEALTH, and not just for me.
No free lunch in life buddy. You want something, you gotta work your ass off for it and you still might not get it.
Stay float? My ass. That work will be spent building something. Creating wealth for me and those I will need to hire. New money.
That work will pay off.
Profit? Maybe $50 a bag when it's all said and done.... LOL.
$50? Not quite, not yet, not fo rthe next 12 months. And if so, that is where you and Sputnik are fuct. The price tanks you guys are working second shift at a 7-11 to make ends meet.
All that overhead and large scale you and Sputnik talk about will allow me to produce weed cheaper and more efficeintly than you guys. You guys will be flipping burger before I will.
Unless you move shit on the Black Market, which I know neither one of you two would, being the sticklers about rules and all like you guys are.
Who will
they be? I dunno. But I do know that a few years down the road, there are gonna be some people doing what I am trying to do that are going to be sitting on a mountain 'o money.
I like money. I like mountians. Throw a hot elf beeeotch into the mix and that sounds like a winning
trifecta to me. I even moved down the hill to the mudder fuggin Dirty D for this shit. This fuckin' is killing me I was living at 10,000' for years. I hate it.
But I'll do it.
LOL. It's gonna get FUN for ya, Cat. Seriously though....Sput and I are yer least worry. I hope you've been practicing your pirouets cus yer gonna be dancin real soon
Psst ... sh ... overhere. I been ballarinaing my fuckin' ass off for a good 1.5 months dude. I'm dancing all over the place man. It has been a wacky, wacky few weeks.
Speaking of which, I was up at 5:00 AM this morning and is now past midnight. I had to sit my ass down for a spell, drink some coffee, sprinkler some kief on a bowl and chill out for a few.
I still got a 100 gallon RDWC res change to do. Then up no later than 6:00 AM. That's six hours from now.
Maybe three hours sleep. What's on tap tomorrow? More shit than I can possibly fit in. When will I go to bed, not quite fuckin' sure.
And loving minute of it.
Gotta go to work ladies.
Toodles.