
Don't you love farce?
My fault I fear.
I thought that you'd want what I want.
Sorry, my dear.
But where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns.
Don't bother, they're here.
Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer,
Losing my timing this late
In my career?
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns.
Well, maybe next year.
And I hate to point this out, but one of the lead clowns was Maria Bartiroma of CNBC, last Friday at 3:45, gesticulating like Howard Dean, and screaming "look at the sell imbalances" for the option expiration close. Pathetic.
The sellers this morning? Moronic.
Hope you made some money off of them.
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