All of your friends who had been government workers, and got fired… they, like the poor people two neighborhoods over, were s*ckling on the Government teet. And that is no more.

Of course they are mad… they are mad that their gravy train has halted, along with their hoped-for pensions setting them up for life.

Those friends of your s*ckled the life out of the Government teet, leaving it bruised and hairy and asymetrical on an otherwise fine woman.

It was your friends’ fault…

But their gravy train is over. Too bad it has to affect your tangential business in town. You can still call the cops when the marauders from two neighborhoods over come a’looting…

But there will be fewer cops too, so it will be a few hours before any response.

I guess it s**** to be you – for you as well have been s*ckling at the Government teet in second-hand style. Like the dipsh*t who stole the milk from the employee breakroom, only to learn it was from a coworker’s teet.