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"—I'm Wilford Brimley, and I'd like to take a moment to talk to you about Medicare supplemental insurance. Do you realize Medicare hates you? Have you—"
"—and with us is Dow Jones market expert Fred Moneypits. Fred, where do you see the market headed today?"
"Well, the jump overnight in Japanese tech stocks has really given American investors a confidence boost. The market will undoubtedly go up today."
"That's fantastic news, Fred! Your forecast says it will go up?"
"Oh, definitely, Rick. Unless it goes down."
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"—oh yeah, the market is heading right to the crapper today. Wait, can I say 'crapper' on TV?"
"It's fine, Fred. But didn't you just say that the market was heading up?"
"Yes, it IS heading up, but in a downward direction. I know that may be hard to understand, but remember, I'm the Dow Jones market expert, not any of you chowderheads."
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