Bernanke's Rebuttal

A chat with FED chairman B. B. Balls:

A: "Hey, Bernanke, why don't you shave that beard. It makes your face look like a vagina."

B: "It's well groomed, distinguished."

A: "You're not fooling us by looking slightly different from every other square jowl on Wall Street. Nice try, but it's pretty easy to see the asshole behind that vagina."

B: "What asshole?"

A: "The very asshole who soiled the American people with lies, declaring there was no foreseeable economic crisis before 2008. Wrong he was, but did he admit it? NO, because assholes are solely shit conduits -- yes, shit conduits -- and will do quite well to continue shitting, until people who normally don't give a damn, start giving lots of damns."

B: "Listen you long-winded plebeian, I don't know what they taught you in public school, but if you knew how complex it really was, you wouldn't be sitting here squawking at me. You'd be out there exploiting derivatives and supporting deregulation, like all the other Sachs' and Lehmans. Earth to McFly, nobody understands how money works. We can do whatever we want!"

A: "You . . ."

B: "What was that?"

A: "Hiding behind the supposed complexity doesn't last forever. What do you think your great-grandchildren will think of you?"

B: "They'll be rich, gloating over subjects like you just the same. That's legacy."

A: "Touché, douche."


This concludes our chat with B.B. Balls



If I wanted to hear exactly what the cunt of a pig sounded like flapping in the wind . . . Nancy Grace.