Monk is now 42 and he wonders where the 19 years went between 33 and 42.
He now puts on Classes to teach others how to make a million dollars in 65 years or more.
Static cling stocks go thru the roof.
Pen sales cause a shortage of workers in China and Indukneeya.
Alpacas are scalped for two CDIV and EIGH shares.
World hunger causes Starbucks to double their prices on ice tea and ice water with lemon.
The world has changed and with it Monk has learned his lessons well.
Don't tug on superman,s cape, Don't spit in the wind
Don't go naked at 19 and don't throw a pen at Kathy or Jim.
Well that about does it. I am sure there will be much more roasting of the Monk.
Before we go I want to say. We only roast the ones we LOVE. Monk I do LOVE you and with a little garlic and baked beans your going to be very WELL DONE.
It has been my pleasure my friend and I wish you nothing but health, happiness,love,joy,peace,charity to others as you already do and I thank you for your friendship and of course your empty PEN pockets.
The End...at least for now.