Wojak was still living under the bridge, the wind was strong, the rain poured over him, he had little to eat and little to drink, but thankfully he was able to collect the rain water in an old boot he had purchased from Bel Delphine back when he was an engineer. It was not the best drinking utensil but it was better than slurping from puddles or the river, which had runoff from the forever 21 factory.
That was neither here nor there, what mattered was that despite Wojak's rumbling belly his Oxen coin had turned around, it was now approaching ten cents, he almost had enough on the exchange to buy 2 biggie bags now. Wojak knew that if he just held for another few more years he would have not only that, but much more.
Wojak started drawing rockets all over his chart, as if it might inspire a momentous climb in price, maybe the candle would see the rocket and it would be inspired. Wojak was wise beyond his years, but this was innovation.
What will become of Wojak?
Find out soon.
That was neither here nor there, what mattered was that despite Wojak's rumbling belly his Oxen coin had turned around, it was now approaching ten cents, he almost had enough on the exchange to buy 2 biggie bags now. Wojak knew that if he just held for another few more years he would have not only that, but much more.
Wojak started drawing rockets all over his chart, as if it might inspire a momentous climb in price, maybe the candle would see the rocket and it would be inspired. Wojak was wise beyond his years, but this was innovation.
What will become of Wojak?
Find out soon.