My stockbroker met me in a shopping mall and started chatting to me, something like, we haven't seen you for a while, are you broke. At that point a few of me mates walked up to me, assumed she was a street meat fucker and asked her to go with them for a quicky. She might have been shocked but she certainly didn't show it. Now I would like to tell you that my broker actually got interested and turned a cheap trick. Nope, instead she excused herself politely, called the mall security and threw me off her books. Never mind, I prefer real street meat girls like Suzi who I picked up in the beer bar outside. Now that Suzi, she knows how to nurture my portfolio, she sucks on it for hours. Sell your shares and watch the video.