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Player: 54589 Not playing Account: Free | The year is 2085. I lay on my death bed as my seven great grandchildren, Game, Berry, Deep, Stop, Black, Mars, and Value, visit me one last time. They ask to see how much my 7 GME shares are worth, for the millionth time. I show them. $42,000,000,000.69. I inform my son, who like me exceeds from autism, that I am gifting them a share each. My only request, never *beep*ing sell. u/Deep*beep*ingvalue, the mother*beep*ing king of all kings, is long gone. Not dead, but traveling universe to universe bringing millions out of poverty and unifying everything in existence. He will return soon, one day. Until then, our universe will continue to hold the line. As my body weakens, I order my wife’s ex boyfriend to bring me my whiskey one last time. After downing the bottle, I close my eyes and smile. I build up the little strength I have left and utter my final words. “Get *beep*in rekt Melvin.” 🚀 |