Reaganomics

[Mott the Hoople]

There's a local band playing at a club here where I live called "Reaganomics"....I haven't seen them play or heard their music so I'm wondering what type of music they play? Supply Side Music? Trickle Down Rock? Coldwar Jazz?

 

[Mott the Hoople]

Oh yea....their warm up band is the Keynesians.

 

[Minister of Truth]

So the Keynesians cause the club to go under financially, and then you never get to find out what the Reaganomics are all about?

 

[Mott the Hoople]

No, it works like this. The Keynesians play and attract a very large crowd. Then the Reagonomics play for the club owners and friends and the rest of us have to listen to them outside the club.

 

[Minister of Truth]

Well, Mott, perhaps you should stop being a prole and get some better friends.

 

[Mott the Hoople]

Well, Mott, perhaps you should stop being a prole and get some better friends.

You gotta point there 3D....my wife about divorced me when she found out you were my friend.

 

[Bfgrn]

Oh yea....their warm up band is the Keynesians.

If I were a member of the Keynesians, I'd have someone guard my equipment. And I'd stay away from grassy knolls.

 

[Minister of Truth]

You gotta point there 3D....my wife about divorced me when she found out you were my friend.

Lucky for you, I'm probably too young for her taste.

 

[Mott the Hoople]

Lucky for me, I'm probably too young for her taste.

Fixed that for you.

 

[Minister of Truth]

Hmm... does that mean she's a difficult patient to handle?

 

[Mott the Hoople]

If I were a member of the Keynesians, I'd have someone guard my equipment. And I'd stay away from grassy knolls.

That's impossible. There's no way you can keep musicians away from the grassy knolls!

 

[Mott the Hoople]

Hmm... does that mean she's a difficult patient to handle?

No, it means she's a pain in the ass. Just this morning I got into trouble with her again for calling her fat.....in her dream. She still isn't talking to me.

 

[Minister of Truth]

I'd probably get into the same trouble as you do:

Lady: "Drew, does this dress make me look fat?"
3D: "Fat? More like hella pregnant!!"
Lady: "I hope you fucking die, Drew!!"

 

[Mott the Hoople]

I'd probably get into the same trouble as you do:

Lady: "Drew, does this dress make me look fat?"
3D: "Fat? More like hella pregnant!!"
Lady: "I hope you fucking die, Drew!!"

I don't think you quite get it 3D. I Didn't call her fat. She had a dream last night and in her dream I called her fat. That's what I'm in trouble for.

 

[Minister of Truth]

Mott can't get no respect.