Bubba, Bobby Joe, and Waldo
Bubba and Bobby Joe entered Waldo's holding hands, skipping, and singing “YMCA.”
Waldo, the intended audience for their performance, threw his hands up in response.
“Where's your Dylan Mulvaney sign, Waldo?”
“You know where that damned sign is---In the trash. Boys, I can't believe Budweiser delivered that damned sign without even warning me there might be customer reactions, and, Bobby Joe, I'm sorry I didn't take your warning seriously.”
“What made you realize I was telling you the truth?”
“Actually, it was Big Otto who pointed it out to me. He jumped the bar---not a small task for Otto---tore the sign down, and then ripped it into tiny pieces. I'm just glad he didn't take a shit on top of the pieces. When he calmed down, he explained why he didn't care for the sign…and I apologized and cleaned up the mess.”
Otto was called away by a customer longing for another beer.
“Well, Bubba, what's the topic of the day?”
Bubba mulled the question for a few moments as he looked at the space the Mulvaney Budweiser sign had occupied.
Bubba came out of his mulling to say, “Yeah, Bobby Joe, what's this crap about making it easier for folks with poor credit to get lower home interest rates…and the folks with good credit will pay more to make up for the poor credit folks' reduction.”
“Bubba, you have a firm grip on the situation. You've defined it quite well. They're calling this 'equity.'”
“Equity?” Sounds like theftery to me.”
Bobby Joe chuckled at Bubba's response.
“Bubba, the folks runnin' the show in Washington apparently have no memory of the mess that Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac made of the economy back in the 90's by trying to make it easy for folks who can hardly afford to buy a Big Mac to sign up for a $300,000 house which, of course they couldn't even begin to pay off. The Federal Housing folks are supposed to keep an eye on home purchases and make them go as smoothly as possible.”
“Well, it doesn't sound like they did a very good job.”
“Nope!” Well, we finally recovered from that little recession, but it looks like they want to try to send us into another “minor” recession again. You know, Bubba, socialist and communists keep trying to pretend that policies that didn't work the first time will work this time…I guess because they're here to save the day.”
“Doesn't sound very American to me, Bobby Joe.”
“As I said, Bubba, you've got a firm grip on the situation…by the way, have you seen the latest recruitment ads for the Navy?”
“Recruitment ads for the Navy?'
“Yeah, Bubba, you'll love 'em.”
This was followed by a long silence as Bubba imagined various versions of the new Navy ads.
“Anything good on TV tonight?”
Bubba made a grunting sound and raised two fingers to Otto.
enough