A firefighter was working on the engine outside the Station, when he noticed a little girl nearby in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the sides and a garden hose tightly coiled in the middle.
The girl was wearing a firefighter’s helmet.
The wagon was being pulled by her dog and her cat.
The firefighter walked over to take a closer look. 'That sure is a nice fire truck,' the firefighter said with admiration.
'Thanks,' the girl replied. The firefighter looked a little closer. The girl had tied the wagon to her dog's collar and to the cat's testicles.
'Little partner,' the firefighter said, 'I don't want to tell you how to run your rig, but if you were to tie that rope around the cat's collar, I think you could go faster. '
The little girl replied thoughtfully, 'You're probably right, but then I wouldn't have a siren.'
It is the only “science” in which it is
impossible to conduct a controlled experiment. The standing joke is that an economist
is someone who doesn’t have the personality to become an accountant.
There is also a theory that God invented economists to make weather forecasters
and astrologers look good. Economists are also incredibly good at predicting
the past. People claim “If you laid every economist in the world end to
end, it would not be a bad thing.”
“If all the economists in the world were laid end to end, they still
wouldn’t reach a conclusion. And the final one is the good news that
economists were able to predict 12 out of the last 5 recessions.
There are also
three types of economists: Those who can count, and those who can’t.
On the first day
God created the sun; the Devil countered and created sunburn. On the second day
God created sex; the Devil countered with marriage. On the third day God
created an economist. This was a tough one for the Devil, but in the end and
after much thought he created a second economist.
While I appreciate the barely veiled criticism of Goldman and the Treasury scenes eviscerating Bear Sterns are great, the new Oliver Stone movie is to be avoided. Shia LaBeouf and his massive nostrils make a useless attempt at imitating a prop trader and his soon-to-be-kidnapped-by-Scientologists girlfriend could win a Golden Globe for stupidest facial expression.