...648, 649...
Wait, wait! What was he thinking? These were not Spidey thoughts! Spidey hated Janice, always had, even when he was bmart and hadn't yet acquired supernatural powers. He held the broom handle tighter. He'd get that bitch!! He'd show her!!!
Something. But WHAT? Thinking even little Spidey thoughts wasn't easy for him. He wished Auntie would help him more. Auntie was okay, but a snob. Always using big words that he didn't understand. Of course, neither did Auntie, but that wasn't the point. Rico spent too much time rolling on the floor licking himself. Had all that Super Guano really been good for them? The hair loss was a little depressing.
Spidey pushed these momentary doubts from his mind. He'd show 'em!! He'd show 'em all!! As soon as he got his certs, he'd show 'em!!! And he'd get those certs soon, by God. The DTC was in disarray, terrified by Mikey's sure and certain moves in court. The stolen shares would be returned, and he'd be rich, and MHMY and Pacific International would go out of business, Citicorp would be humbled, the SEC would thank them all publicly, evil Canadian shorters would be rounded up and forced to work as boiler room telemarketers for the rest of their lives.
YESSSSS!!! This was Spidey's dream!
Carelessly he walked into the wall and banged his nose. Yelping and cursing, he spun round and saw.... |
