Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The Banking Mafia

1 comment:

  1. Gee dad, I smashed the car again, and you know how that goes. I want a Ferrari this time, so you better quit dodging overtime work cause the insurance companies said something about premiums. I want a new one this time and none of your lame sissy excuses. I am mature now so I can expect MORE from you.
    The above is what I would have said if I had wanted my father to tear my limbs off and feed me to the crabs and other bottom feeders. Apparently The Bernanke/Paulson/Dimon/Geithner disease and the rest will need 'tough love' with their incarcerations.