Last night I was rejoicing atop of the corpsed bodies of my enemies, wish casting their souls to doom and hell, whilst I enjoyed the bounty of my genius. After the market closed TWOU crushed earnings. The stock had gone up 17% and I was king, readying for my tailor to take new measurements on my hard chiseled body.
SHORTS GETTING THEIR DICKS LOPPED OFF IN $TWOU
— The_Real_Fly (@The_Real_Fly) November 12, 2019
This morning something grave and hideous took place, a circumstance I’ve bore witness to a dozen or so times in the past and will see it again. The stock opened up candidly weak and got weaker by the second. I could only look in horror as monsters circumvented the city gates in an energized effort to slew me. As I write to you now, the position is down by 5% — making me a distinct loser in this whole dramedy. I had plans to celebrate over mountains of chicken parm, and tall sterile glasses of coconut flavored La Croix. Instead I will submit this blog in shame and watch as my fortunes decrease, my repute weakens, and my purse withers away.If you enjoy the content at iBankCoin, please follow us on Twitter