I don't know about you, but the question I'm most often asked is, "Which is better: Edward Jones or Everett and Jones?"
That's an easy one. It's not like trying to determine which is better between cola and cherry Icees or raised and old fashioned donuts or Kay Parker's and Christy Canyon's tits.
Edward Jones is way better than Everett and Jones for a variety of reasons. For starters, when you leave Edward Jones your wallet will be fatter but not your ass. And your arteries won't be any more encrusted. And, unless something quite out of the ordinary occurs, you won't have a bunch of barbecue sauce all over your face (and, as is often the case with me, in your hair and down your pants).
Seriously though; if you've got a couple of nickels to rub together, take them in and hand them over to Dominic. He will turn them into a pile of folding money with the quickness, the economy be damned.
That's a fact, Jack. read more