theman73

Damn girl, you changed a lot

They do the same to inflate the price when they want.

Definitely yes.

How many are selling at that price? 10? 20? The forum is a closed market, more of a PM fun club. The real price of the secondary market is made by the dealers pre-owned offer and eBay. What we see here for sale right now is a limited old stock sold by the stackers cashing in the profit. Britannia KCIII under £27 it's a bargain at this spot price.

Why £25?

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The government know that a man without family have no desire to revolt having nothing to protect. The more rainbow crosses the merrier... £1867

Love is love ❤️

Did I miss something? Why you are awake?

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I will have next week at £27 Britannia KCIII 2024

Should be higher

How much for the pen?

“The Golden Goose and the Premiums” Once upon a time, in the mystical land of Bullionburg, there lived a peculiar goose named Aurelia. Unlike ordinary geese, Aurelia had shimmering, golden feathers that glinted in the sunlight. Her clucks sounded like tiny coins dropping into a treasure chest. But what truly set her apart was her obsession with gold premiums. You see, Aurelia wasn’t content with just laying regular eggs. She wanted her eggs to be worth their weight in gold—literally. So, every morning, she’d waddle over to the local goldsmith, Mr. Glitterbeard, and demand, “I want my eggs insured against inflation, Mr. Glitterbeard!” Mr. Glitterbeard, a stout man with a monocle and a penchant for puns, would scratch his head. “Aurelia,” he’d say, “you’re a goose. Geese lay eggs. They don’t come with insurance policies.” “But what about premiums?” Aurelia insisted. “I’ve heard they’re all the rage in the financial markets!” Mr. Glitterbeard sighed. “Premiums, my dear Aurelia, are for insuring valuable things—like ships, houses, and pirate treasure. Not eggs.” Undeterred, Aurelia decided to take matters into her own wings. She enrolled in an online course titled “Advanced Egg Economics” and learned about supply and demand curves, hedging strategies, and the intricacies of bullion-backed omelets. Armed with newfound knowledge, she hatched a plan. One day, she laid a particularly shiny egg—the kind that made Mr. Glitterbeard’s monocle pop out. “Behold!” she declared. “The Golden Egg Premium Edition!” Mr. Glitterbeard inspected the egg. “Aurelia,” he said, “this egg is just painted gold. And it smells suspiciously like spray paint.” “But it’s premium!” Aurelia protested. “I even added a little certificate of authenticity.” Mr. Glitterbeard squinted at the certificate. “It says, ‘This egg is 24-karat hilarious.’ What does that even mean?” Aurelia flapped her wings indignantly. “It means it’s worth its weight in laughter! And laughter is the best currency, Mr. Glitterbeard.” Word spread throughout Bullionburg about Aurelia’s premium eggs. Soon, investors, speculators, and even a few confused chickens lined up outside her coop. They wanted a piece of the golden action. Aurelia’s egg market boomed. She introduced limited-edition eggs with holographic designs, embossed with phrases like “In Yolk We Trust” and “Eggstraordinary Returns.” People traded them like stocks, and the price of her eggs skyrocketed. But then came the Great Omelet Crash of '24. The bubble burst, and Aurelia’s eggs lost their shine. Investors scrambled to sell, and the once-premium eggs were now worth less than a regular breakfast. Aurelia sat amidst the cracked shells, pondering her folly. “Maybe I should’ve stuck to regular eggs,” she mused. “At least they don’t require quarterly reports.” And so, the legend of Aurelia, the goose who tried to outwit the gold market, became a cautionary tale in Bullionburg. But every now and then, you can still hear her clucking, “Remember, kids, diversify your nest eggs!” And that, my friends, is how gold premiums and poultry collided in a feathered fiasco. Disclaimer: No actual geese were harmed in the making of this story. Premiums were purely fictional, and any resemblance to real financial advice is purely coincidental.

Marlboro Gold 200 cigs £90 Lambert&Butler 200 cigs £80 BT

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