BABOONS SCRATCH AND SNIFF IN THEIR OWN FILTH AS THEY FLING THEIR POO AT THINGS THEY PERCEIVE TO HAVE NO VALUE.
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THEY DO THIS FOR MONTHS. ALL THE WHILE THEY CONTINUE TO BUY OVERHYPED-OVERPUMPED MAINSTREAM GARBAGE, EXPECTING TO TURN A PROFIT. AFTERALL, A BABOONS KNOWS WHATS BEST.
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"INFORMED INVESTORS", THE BABOONS CALL THEMSELVES..
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NEXT THE BABOONS SEE A COIN PUMP BIGGLY, THE SAME COIN THEY FLUNG THEIR POO AT FOR MONTHS.
THE BABOONS BECOME ANGRY.
THEIR BOTTOMS ONCE ENGORGED IN BLOOD, NOW SEEM LIFELESS AS IT ALL FLOWS TO THEIR HEAD.
THEY LET OUT A SHREAK "OOO OOO AHH AHH"
AFTER WHAT SEEMS LIKE HOURS OF FLINGING AND SHREAKING, THEY FINALLY SETTLE..
THE BABOONS BECOME DOCILE AS THEIR PRIMITIVE INSTINCTS REASON FROM WITHIN, THEY TELL THEMSELVES THAT THEY ARE STILL RIGHT, AND THAT EVERYONE ELSE MUST BE WRONG.
THE SUN SETS AND A NEW DAY OF POO FLINGING BEGINS ON THE MORROW.
OOO OOO. AHH AHH..
OOO OOO. AHH AHH.