Where were you when I stole 15 cents from my dad’s work drawer to buy candy, got caught, and had to pay him back?
Where were you when I got that speeding ticket at 16 and didn’t have much money to pay the ticket and court fees?
Where were you when we decided to buy a dog, had car trouble, and had trouble paying bills? (The credit companies were there for sure!)
Where were you when we wanted to by a 47-inch TV, but could only afford a 42-inch?
Where’s my bailout, rescue, buy in, or whatever you want to call it?
Honestly, I am on the fence about what to think about the “plan” to save our economy, and I wanted to make fun of it (that’s what a past therapist observed I do when I am not sure of something). Someone owes me for my misfortunes and I want some answers, and I’m only asking for $300 billion.
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