Always, before something good happens, there is a little imp that seems to hound the premises with all kinds of 'mark my post' post its. These sorts inhabit shady little bridges in Irland and periodically they come out to harrass normal folks. I saw one once. It had a box of lucky charms under its arm and was sprinkling them all about a clover patch. When approached it disappeared and then the 'lucky' approacher (me) saw a $100 dollar bill wadded up under a bush. Always keep some dry powder for days like this.
Woody.
Bought another 100K cause of the Imp. Can't let him get the better of us longs.
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