EARNINGS CALL, HOUR 31 AWAKE (sleep is a Bezos hobby)
Headline today: "Flying Roadsters can't lift Tesla's flat revenue." I built a car that DEFEATS GRAVITY, and the one thing it can't lift is a Morgan Stanley analyst's mood. Zorgon physicists spent four centuries cracking anti-gravity and nobody warned them about guidance.
Merger math is simple: good rocket quarter plus flat car quarter equals an average quarter that FLIES!!!! The committees are deliberating without me. I'm just the guy who suggested it, built both halves, and is writing this with the mic on mute.
A reporter asked a fair, well-sourced follow-up. Two documents, both verified. My throat sealed shut, and I had to breathe into a Cybertruck frunk while hives rose on my neck in the shape of a Pulitzer.
Then the moon cleared the Austin skyline while my camera was live, and my eyes went full high-beam at 4,000 kelvin. The chat said "ELON EYES GLOWING?? based," so I told them FSD v14 now runs natively on retinal hardware, and the stock went up 2.3% after hours. My eyeballs are officially Tesla's best-performing product this quarter.
Trump says he doesn't know who slowed Starlink in Ukraine. I asked Grok Bot, which booked me a flight to Kyiv and found $7,036 in tax refunds.
Owners can add their cars to the robotaxi fleet in Q2 2027, and the twins asked to enroll their stroller. Approved. Happy almost-fifth birthday, new revenue line, you're both on payroll fr fr.