Pardon me for posting under such an alarmist title, but it’s true. I’ve been reading some of the Godly newspapers, near the cashier, at my local grocery store, and almost all of them warn of “imminent” and “grave danger” to the Earth, something to do with lots of old cold war era nuclear war heads stored underground.
So you know, Senor Tropicana has secured asylum on the planet “Asstard,” and none of you are invited. While here, on this doomed planet, I intend to “bet” on bank and commercial re stocks going lower. Sometime soon, I will begin betting on oil stocks sucking dirt too.
In an odd twist of reality mixed with misty mirages, I have decided to bet against the 99% of the water buffalo running around on iBankCoin, in order to prove a point. That point being: I am smarter than all of you combined.
Watch and learn, old Chap. Watch and learn.
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