"Skippy, Paul Ryan has us on double secret sequester probation, whatever that is."
" I know that".
" And you are already taking a 20 % pay cut-that you didn't deserve and can't afford."
"I know that too".
" And furthermore-you've got a stack of credit card bills that would choke a horse. American Express is probably going to be sending a hit man your way in short order. And you are still stuck paying all that blood money to that whore of an ex-wife of yours!"
"Hoover, I'm not following you. What is it you're trying to tell me?"
"Damn it man-I'm telling you that you probably need to stay home and save some money! These damn furloughs are no joke!. And furthermore-thanks to what the House did to the Defense budget a few days ago, layoffs next year are pretty much guaranteed. Doesn't that scare you-even a little bit?"
"Well, I'll tell you Hoover-it scares the shit out of me. Don't you think I know all those things? Of course I need money. I need lots of money-and they don't sell Powerball tickets over here. I'm pretty much fucked."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Road trip."
"What?!?!"
" Let me clue you in pal-they are going to nail us no matter what we do, so…we …might ….as …..well….have ….a good time. See you later pal, I'm off to Dublin!"
"You'll be sorry!"
"Probably-especially when I stagger out of the pub. Speaking of which, can I borrow 50 bucks?"
Hoover stomps off cursing.
And on that note-I'm off to Dublin! First pint's on Hoover!