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Fuck You! (Strong letter to follow...) That was a telegram we sent once in the early ...
(Fuck You! (Strong letter to follow...) That was a telegram we sent once in the early 80's when we wanted to bust somebody's balls, back when I was a real estate developer in Colorado. Our sense ...)
Fuck You! (Strong letter to follow...) That was a telegram we sent once in the early 80's when we wanted to bust somebody's balls, back when I was a real estate developer in Colorado. Our sense was that, when you've got someone by the nuts, their heart and mind will surely follow. I was often accused of being an attorney as I personally prepared and executed the contracts, zoning documents, financing agreements and property descriptions needed to upgrade the land we'd optioned or (heaven forbid!) purchased. In those days I wore expensive suits, red suspenders (we called them "braces") and I always stood alone before the City Councils and County Commissioners, doing what most developers hire attorneys to do for them: Transform unzoned, worthless land into zoned properties with designated areas for commercial, apartment, industrial and single-family uses. It was modern alchemy: you walked into a municipal hearing owning a worthless option to buy a worthless field and you walked out ...
09:29:34 December 3, 2004, Friday (PST) Source: Escapable Logic

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