So I met this girl on the Internet. Strike one, right ?
Actually, I didn't. She met me. This because I announced hiring topless models and she came knocking. So basically... I met a camwhore on the Internet. Strike two, right ?
me so now i'm gonna offer you the following deal : i'll send you 1 btc to daytrade. if by the end of may you have 1.1 btc, you pay me that. if you don't, you take a pic holding a paper saying "Not smart enough to daytrade, this is the best I can do". deal ?
girl hahahah. deal.
A bitcoin is about a hundred dollars and change at the current rates. So what I've done here is I've sent 100+ dollars' worth of untraceable Internet pretend-money to a camwhore I had met on the Internet the day before. Strike over nine thousand, correct ?
Well... here's the thing :
girl Hey, whats your private wallet address? I turned your 1btc into 2 btc so I'd like to pay you back and continue trading with my .9 btc :p Yes, I know I have till the end of the month.
me Ahahaha slut! Well done.
That's right. 10% over ~16 hours or something, you do the annualization on that. By lending to, at the risk of repeating myself, camwhores I've met on the Internet yesterday.
Because you see, my dear fellows, not everyone on the Internet is the same. Not all black people are niggers, not all camwhores are hos, not everything's everything else. The world has structure and hierarchy and even - in pockets - meaning. Which allows one to skim the very cream.
And since we're talking of skimming the very cream :
girl Erect It Ups is going to be here shortly. We'll take something for you, give me an email to send it to.
This, my dear reader, is why you can't have nice things. Because I get them all first. Butthurt goes in the box below.