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So howd it go at the unemployment office today, Jim-Bob?
Im so dang frustrated! The government isnt listening to me! Wheres my dang gun, Shirley?
Where it always is, next to the potatoes in the pantry. Can you explain your frustrations, Jim-Bob?
Yeah! Ill explain em! Watch this!
Blam! Blam! Blam!
Would you watch out with that thing? Theres another hole in the water heater, and you almost hit the damn parakeet!
Well too bad I didnt hit one a them durn immigrants! Theyre all diffrunt from me!
Well dear, you know theres a tent revival tonight, at least thats something we can cling to.
I dont know Shirley. If only there was some way we could bring about a a change in America.
Well now that you mention it Jim-Bob, I was watchin the tee-vee over at the hairdressers today, and there was this nice young man on with some kind of funny A-rab soundin name. I didnt understand what he was sayin, but whatever it was made me feel good inside, like there was hope again.
Ohhhh yeah. That negro fellow at the bowlin alley. First time Ive ever seen a negro at the bowlin alley, huh.
Well thats just it. Such an articulate young man. Even though I didnt understand nothin, it was like, I felt like I was floatin up on a big fluffy cloud, with all the immigrants, and everybody else, even that blockhead brother of yours. And we were all friends, there was this, like, unity.
Wow Shirley thats great! If only there was someone like that in the central govmint as the President! Someone that would listen to my concerns for a change!
Well maybe there can be now, Jim-Bob. Why dont you put that gun down, and lets eat these beans, before they get cold.