So I didn’t read the FISA bill. Maybe I should have, maybe not. That is for historians to decide. I’m more concerned with the here and now.
For example, some big money guys from BoA are dropping off some checks here and right now I’m practicing up on a little catechism they gave me to memorize about how punitive interest rates and hidden credit card charges are good for the economy.
They gave this thing to me way back in May and I have totally blown it off. Vilsack gave me a mnemonic thingy he came up with to help me remember it but it is some long winded mid-western BS about Sally finding a Hedgehog in a cornfield or some shit and I needed a mnemonic thingy to remember the mnemonic thingy. Anyway, these guys are going to be majorly pissed if they show up and I don’t know this crap, but I digress.
Here is the main thing. Call me a dumbass again and I will have the IRS open an unholy can of whip ass on you and everyone who was ever nice to you right down to your 4th grade teacher Mrs. Dearing.
Yes – I know who your 4th grade teacher was. Let that sink in tough guy.