You Got PUNKED!
So my wife comes running to me a little over a week ago with that determined look on her face which immediately tells me that I'm in big trouble. "Mole, drop everything you do. We've got to buy silver! A LOT of silver!" No she doesn't call me Mole but it's my story and I'm sticking with it. Anyway, I immediately realize that I better tread carefully now. "Why is that again, my dear?" I ask innocently. She puts her hands on her hips, rolls her eyes, and retorts: "Well duuhhh, EVERYONE is talking about it right now - it's going to explode higher!"