We try and be reasonable on the damn rent. But we have to screw him just a little, 'cause we have to make up somehow for the damn expense he stuck us with on his damn automobile insurance. If we don't pay the damn car insurance, and god forbid, he hurts someone, guess who gets stuck? That's right, me and Mr. Gekko, will get sued. Now Gordy's need for that babe magnet car of his was understandable in a sense at the time. After all, when he got the car, he needed something to help him attract the girls, and what impresses teenage babes like an almost new Mitsubishi? Besides, we felt that co-signing the loan for him at the time was a good idea for us too. It meant we wouldn't have to listen to him whine and beg us to use one of our cars. We felt it would help keep him out of the house, and thus out of our hair. Do you gentleman have any idea what an intrusion on our sex life it is to have a boy in his twenties hanging around the house 24/7? We did our part raising him. This was supposed to be OUR time. Me and Mr. G. always fantasized about when little Gordy would be grown and gone, and we could chase each other around the house naked all the time. Have sex in the kitchen or even in Gordy's bed if we wanted. Or his closet. But no!!! He sits on the damn computer in his damn room and posts to damn ET all day and comes out once in a while to raid the refrigerator. So there goes our plans for uninhibited sex anywhere any time. Damn kid still comes into our room at night and climbs into bed with us when he has wakens from nightmares about forgetting to place stops on trades that go against him. So EVEN IN OUR OWN BEDROOM, me an Mr. G. have to wear pajamas to bed! We did not realize that without gas money, he would be sitting around posting on ET all the time and still be in our hair anyway. What the hell are we supposed to do? So, now we are stuck paying the damn auto insurance. And we are stuck with the kid always being in the house, which I assure you infringes not only on Mr. Gekko's and my sex life, but on our general moodiness. It is getting tiresome and very stressful. We are both going through Prozac like they are M&Ms. So there you have it. We feel kind of justified ripping him off a little on the rent, because it is the just and righteous thing to do. Besides, it's not like we really can cash the rent checks anyway. You think we are not hip to the fact that he's been hanging bad paper on us for FOUR DAMN YEARS? Damn kid had a fine job in high school putting the tapes back on the wall at Blockbuster. Saved money like a little miser. The baby Scrooge accumulated a small fortune, opened a trading account, and was going to set the world on fire. Seemed so responsible at the time. This was before he got so damned obsessed with his damn dreams about trading. And stopped working. And stopped paying his damn car insurance. Now the little shit has what is left of that money still with his damn online broker. Writes us rubber checks. What can we do? He's our damn little Gordy, and we love him despite his obsession with trading and refusal to get a job. Maybe someday he will straighten out and get it together. Meanwhile, what can we do but run a tab on him? Someday, we will give him the damn stack of bad rent checks, let him add it all up, and he can pay us back. As far as his trading: "Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." -Albert Einstein He will grow out of it. Hopefully when he pisses away the money from the sale of the damn car (which will save me and Mr. G. a ton on his insurance), he will be broke, and find himself in the position of HAVING to get a damn job!! Maybe then he will move out, and leave us unbridled and free to stay naked all the time! We can only hope!! Damn, damn, damn, do we ever hope!! LOL, ROFL, LMAO, Hehehehe. Very truly yours, Gordon G's Mom
GEKKO- YOU ARE A PIKER- and us successful traders love pikers like you!!! dumb money in the market is great........
hahahahha fuck YOU chump!!! keep trading until your account runs out- I'll be more than happy to take your money.....