Brother, Can You Spare 50 Billion Dimes?
I don't want to be a hobo, dudes. I may admire their fashion choices and agree with them that kerosene is fine for human consumption as long as you've got plenty of mixer, but I CAN'T LIVE ON THE STREETS!!! It's dirty and people spit all over the place and there's stinky garbage and it'll be cold soon and there won't be any old Iron Chef reruns to listen to as I fall asleep. Unacceptable, and I won't have it, and not on my watch, and you and what army, motherfucker!!!
Sorry, I'm a little riled up. I guess my point is that somebody who knows what's going on needs to head over to wherever it is that we keep the economy and FIX THE FUCKING THING! I'll donate five bucks if that will fix it. Will that fix it? Because I've got five bucks right here if that'll make it so I never have to consider the possibility that I might have to sell my body to the night for Ramen money (as opposed to selling my body to the night for fun, like normal).
Please, smart people... get on this. And keep me posted! If shit goes South, I want to get to the good barrels first.