What follows might be considered the follow up to The Bear Market or, in all honesty, it's another 'bear' market story, at least including the word 'bear' and 'market' ;<)
DISCLAIMER: THE SECOND PART OF THE TITLE OF THIS POST CAN BE TAKEN AS FINANCIAL ADVICE AND THE SAME GOES FOR THE MORAL OF THIS STORY
It has been written by @finansaurus but, as this alterego of mine has hardly any following, yet, I decided to share it under my main account
INT. CAVE - DAY
Now imagine Hypersensitivosaurus on a Sunday morning, his baking day, waking up to an empty fridge.
drawing from over 2 years ago, showing a hangry H.S.
The oviraptors - egg thieves that have gotten to stealing other food items too - have been at it again!
Remember this story from 2020?
Eggheads - The story of a hangry dinosaur
you will if you're one of my groupies with a good long-term memory ;<)
Now picture your favorite ( not so ) dangerous lizard making his way to the market, getting some eggs at the stall of momma bear ( trying not to listen to her complaints about the blond girl eating her porridge ) and running home, to be back with enough time to do some baking, before his wolf friend will visit to play a chess game.
Unnecessary worries, if you ask me, as M.M. Wolf always leaves his home, in a hurry, as soon as he smells his friends' cooking. He wouldn't want to arrive and find no food to wolf down, right?
So Hypersensitivosaurus is running, being the veloci-raptor that he is, carrying a basket with a dozen of fresh eggs, when all of a sudden...
OOPS!
His foot hits a stone...
or was it one of his nails that hadn't been cut in a long, long time?
Not that it matters. Both his arms swing upward and the eggs are launched from the basket, flying through the air like missiles and ending up as omelettes - that quickly change into fried eggs - on some distant basalt rocks that have just formed from lava leaving a volcano, the day before.
Hypersensitivosaurus hadn't egg-pected this egg-cident to happen. Not only did he have to pass on baking ( he was already close to his cave and had seriously hurt his foot and nail ), he also had to return to the bear market, once again, next Sunday and listen to momma bear's whining.
It wasn't that he disliked her, but it was fair to say that momma cow also sold milk and cheese and was a lot more positive than the previously mentioned mother.
He couldn't wait for the bull market to return!
If you enjoyed this story and like some humor among your crypto content, I suggest following @finansaurus Cheers!