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Pro motocross rider, Josh Grant, talks about what it's like to bust both of your ankles...at the same time.

Bubba may not be Albuquerque's most successful private detective, operating from a seedy Motor Inn on Route 66 amid hookers and dope dealers, but when a man named J.G hires him as a bodyguard to protect a visiting celebrity from an overzealous fan, Bubba sees it as easy money. Easy until the celebrity seems to be the living Elvis - determined to keep a low profile - and the fan turns out to be a sleazy tabloid reporter - determined to break the story that the King is still alive. Bubba's predicament grows darker when the reporter winds up dead in a motel room, and Bubba becomes the number one suspect after the King and J.G. skip town.

Stanley J.G. Crouch, Aegis Capital CIO, discusses whether the non-financials sitting on more than $2 trillion in cash should put that money to work.

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