"Fuck! The Ethereum Foundation's grandsons are cutting leeks again! (slapping his thigh) Today, the market is as green as a leek field, and the foundation bigwigs take a look at the K-line chart - "Hey! Our ETH hasn't fallen through the pants yet, hurry up and get another 100 pieces! In the blink of an eye, 300,000 DAI arrived, and the leeks held their wallets and cracked on the spot: "Are you selling coins or selling teammates?" " If you want me to say, the foundation is not engaged in blockchain at all, but is engaged in performance art! Every time I sell coins, the currency circle is like taking laxatives, and the price of the currency plummets. Last year, I just said "I want to consider pledging to earn interest", and I turned my head and said, "Pledge a fart, Lao Tzu cashes out directly!" (Take out the POS machine and swipe wildly) The leeks are still counting money in their dreams, and when they open their eyes, they look at the account - "it!" Why did my ETH turn into toilet paper? (beating his chest) What's more, people also come with their own "escape master" certification! In 2021, the bull top was sold out and cut in half, and just 300 ETH was sold this year, and the market immediately performed "faith collapse and free fall". The leeks knelt down and begged: "Daddy! Do you want money and say, don't use the price of the currency as a sacrifice? " (sneering at a cigarette) "What decentralization?" The Foundation is the true centralized harvester! With 270,000 ETH in his hand, every shipment is like constipation squeezing toothpaste - 100 pieces today, 100 pieces tomorrow, the mentality of leeks collapses faster than ETH's gas fee! It is recommended to change the name to "Ethereum Demolition Office" next time to dismantle the wallets of coin people! "Fuck HODL!" Why didn't the Foundation shout slogans when it sold coins? "(Slumped) Forget it, wash and sleep, you have everything in your dreams - except for the rising ETH.