Where There’s Smoke


“That’s not what I’m trying to say.”

“Seems obvious what you’ve trying to say. You hate firemen. You’re anti-fireman.”

“No no no, what I’m trying to say is that I’m anti-fire.”

“Same thing.”

“It isn’t even remotely the same thing. You don’t get it.”

“Oh I get it alright. What I don’t get is how you can stand there and call yourself an American and then slander our poor firemen. I don’t see you out there fighting, putting your life on the line for our nation.”

“All I said was that it’s too bad that a family of four was burned to death in their sleep. Fire is destructive, it kills indiscriminately. How can any sane person be pro-fire?”

“Destructive? Fire keeps me warm at night. Fire keeps my lights on. Fire puts food on the table. Fire keeps thousands of firemen gainfully employed. You want to take food away from their children? From my children?”

“You’re a moron.”

“You’re a liberal.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“Well you’re an intellectual.”


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