Ooh, even a fifty year old lawyer joke. Fading fast, aren't you, sonny?
Judging by the length of the reply (I skipped most of it, it was all retread, wasn't it?) and the fact that it was doubled, AND the basic foaming at the mouth nature of what I did glance at, I must have struck a nerve. What was it, the Viagra question? VBG. C'mon, pal, just kidding about that--I mean, that's your business, just like how you want to wear your Wendy's cap, WHEN YOU'RE OFF DUTY. And, of course you made all the right calls, sure you traded out of the rallies and bought back into the dips. Bien sur, mon enfant.
I like the "rescue a chihuahua" imagery; not quite as strong as your old Messiah stuff, but that dated back to the dates of "MEXP will hit $5 or I'll . . ."
Make a call, indeed. VBG.
Funny thing, with all the 3rd party awards, we still haven't had a 3rd party here to say, "yes, I do believe SOB or Iso is a straight shooter," or simply "I believe."
The silence
is
deafening.
Are you having Thanksgiving dinner again tomorrow at the homeless shelter, or at Saint Aloysius' Parish Center? Just want to know where to drop off the canned yams and cranberry glop this evening. VBG.
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