Thank you, Baker.
One of these, maybe?
When I think of shills, I have this image in my head of adorable little Cindy Louise Hexenhamster Rothschild sitting down to her fancy desks with five or six laptops all lurking here. She takes a dainty sip of her exotic, really expensive latte and says to herself, "Time to slide!" She starts typing furiously, jumping from laptop to laptop.
After an hour of high quality fucking around, she leans back, drenched in only the finest sweat, and smiles.
"Ooooh, what a naughty caprice that was, tee hee hee!"