it to nosedive so they can enjoy watching the precious little Millenials blubbing and stamping their tiny feet cos they like, thought they wuz, like, rich and could stop, like , working*
*work being spouting an endless stream of vapid ****pile on social media.
I considered penning a book loaded with recycled 80's business jargon titled "How To Monetize Your Thoughts On Twitter" but soon realized they wouldn't actually pay money for it.
To be fair...if I had a million bitcoin from back in the day I would’ve sold it by now and chased Kronke out of Arsenal.