The commenters on The Fly On Wallstreet for which I guest blogged had a lot to say. I couldn’t help but notice that almost the whole bunch were anonymous! 

• my bowel movements move the market more than the average baby boomer.
• not only are you fired, we push you down stairs, piss on your wrinkly back, send an inflated health care bill to your widow for the “shingles” you caught at woodstock, and put your dead carcass in fly’s time machine to the year 2077 so you can buy one cup starbucks with your 44k life savings.
• An effect experienced from smoking marijuana, where the user feels “out of synch” in time.
• For Christ Sakes, I finally get out of rehab and this is all “The Fly” (he deserves to be referred to in the 3rd person after this week) can find for weekend help. Pathetic…
• Do you sometimes forget where you put your keys? Drive real slow with your blinker on? Cruise around town in a Lincoln and get lost?
• yeah…going like sixty, you seem affable, but I would like you more if you had geriatric-profanity disorder
• I mean, you would think that no other generation had poor old fekkers with not a lot of savings. Hello? Anyone remember why they instituted socialist security in the first place? Because old fekkers were gumming apple cores, that’s why!
• Guys please keep in mind that this was the generation that thought it was “cool” to live in a van down by the river and smoke pot all day. They are truly some fucked up cats. There is no need to worry at all.
• The baby boomers represent the worst generation in American history, ever. I’m certain, once they start to retire, they will spend their life savings, rather quickly, on hemp and Beatles records/concerts.
•  hire Regis Philbin, to blog for you, how did you think it was going to go?