A Financial Tale to Tell

Along my way, I met a man who was a broker and financier for Meryl Lynch Corporation the other day.  I told him about traveling with Wade that night in Indy.  He was a private pilot for a man who was a billionaire from NYC, but docked his CESNA in Louisville, KY.  He was financially tied to The Cincinnati Bengals, thus they flew in for The Colts vs. The Bengals game.  They were in town to discuss a deal to acquire, first the rights to The Colts, especially Peyton Manning's throwing arm, and then acquire the team as well.  He had his very high and holy stock broker at the table at Buffalo Wild Wings to talk about the deal with me.  I was already tied down with Manning and his crew through his and Eli's acquisition in Indy, The RAM bar and microbrewery.  It was a massively satanistic establishment with great steaks.  I let them know that Peyton's arm was not for sale.  I knew that, because he was killing cheer leaders behind the scenes, he would have to be traded to finish his career in peace.  I traded him to The Broncos, where I then made him Denver, Colorado homicide.  Now that night with Wade seems so long ago, but I told this man the tale like the 75 lbs Walleye catch that it was.  His boss gave Wade his Black American Express Card which had no limit.  Wade could have bought himself a whole fleet of CESNA's, but he chose to spend the night with me.  We had a great time, and the bar dancing bitches at The Wild Beaver stole it from his back pocket when he was kissing me at the bar.  Oh well, he thought, it can be found and or canceled remotely.  Well that card is linked to acquisition and The NYSE, and to this billionaire's assets.  The Dow Jones dropped about 20 points that day, and they had a freeze play.  It was Peyton's call.  I kept NASDAQ steady by letting Wade go without me, but he gave me his private cell.  Well these Beaverettes kept selling out the whole bar and tipping themselves up to 1 million dollars in a night, with this card over two years.  Heidi, a dominatrix from East Germany and the owner Wild Beaver Will's girlfriend (and acting manager at the time), that was so stupid.  Germany is handling this for me.  I have been East German police since birth and you are not.  The pictures that you took of Will, in slave and fetish costumes have been found.  Your humiliation torture will no longer torture his associates any longer.  The stock broker finally got the news from Meryl Lynch that it was not me dipping into this billionaire's stocks affecting the entire bond market (he WAS the fed that day), and Peyton had to be set free.  Wade's boss will recover, just like Donald Trump and rebrand himself.  Maybe he writes a short story about what would of been if I had chose him that night.  His artistry may seem creepy to many, but it is all time management to me.  No more deals for beauty queens and bar dancers.  The case is CLOSED.