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THE LITTLE GIRL DOWN THE LANE

SHARES HER THOUGHTS ON EQUITY

 

 

 

There are a few things I'd like to tell you; not right now though. Forget about the sheep; he just looks black. He's white; oatmeal to be precise. We're inseparable. When I bark at him at night he sleeps right through it; then I'm up all hour thumbing through his bleats like baseball cards. Here, look at this:  three Hank Aaron's. Batted 387 Lifetime and nobody cares. Oh, I know what you're thinking: So what, What we want is accurate weight: No seeds no shake just buds. Listen, you can forget about that. And my socks too. They're attached to my shoes. Besides, I'm not taking any orders right now.  Hey, what kind of tick is that on your sleeve?