[center][h3]Bubba[/h3][/center]

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Sitting at the bar, He raised a toast to his team. Today, they had pumped enough oil out of their little operation to make them each millionaires. OPEC was scrambling as were many of the other oil markets, they had calls coming in from China trying to bypass the American Export embargo. They were pumping out enough oil to drive the price below the breakeven point of most operations. Well drillers, wild catters, and the big oil companies would be scrambling to adjust their operations. He had spent two weeks, pushing his abilities to produce enough crude oil to glut the crude market. It would take weeks for the world to absorb that much oil and longer for the prices to stabalize. The South American oil cartels would be devastated. Countries whose economies were so dependent on the oil trade would possibly have their governments collapse. It would take him another week of work till he could flood the market again. 

He thought he might need to fly down to Brazil and pick up a few girls to bring back with him now that he was a multi-millionare.