Our tax dollars at work
 

With my wife taking a substantial pay cut we thought it may be for the best to request a loan modification for our mortgage. The big O guy says hes gonna help and and who am I to turn it down.

Got the paperwork packet in the mail today from the mortgage company. Under the Financial Stability Plan my payments will go up $263.15 a month. :eek:

What the fuck ? Am I the wrong color. FUCK the gooberment and the horse they rode in on !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :mad::mad::mad:

"Change you can believe in!" :eek:

Yeah, but YOU'RE a White, Oppressive Male...Shoulda had Nancy apply. And don't forget that any assistance, like the "Kash Fer Klunkers" program, IS taxable at the highest allowable rate...

I'm from the goobermitt and I'm here to help.

Besides, you're doing the wrong thing...you're trying to help yourself. Quit working so hard.

"Sit down on your ass, light up a Camel, this is the promised land"...FDR

Chas

I keep trying too but these damn self-extinguishing cigarettes keep putting themselves out. Not to mention they taste like shit now !

Gooberment fucked up that simple pleasure too..

What did they put in tobacco to make it stink?

When I was a kid, cigarettes smelled good, now they're horrible. At least they haven't ruined captain Black.

Chas

You did say you got the papers "from the mortgage company" hardly the governmment's fault that most mortgage companies cannot find their gluteous maximus with both hands and a flashlight.

These are the standard Financial Stability Plan papers supplied to the mortgage company by the feds.

I hate them both !

Seems like Kam ran into similar problems when he tried to modify his mortgage with "help" from the goobermitt.

Chas

I was sitting on a rock the other day and the horses came up and just decided to hang out with me. I told 'em since they wanted to know what I was thinkin' about, then I may as well point out just how lucky they really are.

I told 'em they didn't have to worry about whether or not work will hold up for the next five years till the farms paid off. I told 'em they didn't have to worry about going to the store and buying food. I told 'em they didn't have to worry about how they'll pay the doctor when they grow old. I told 'em they are very lucky indeed to be horses. Then my sons horse nudged at my baccer pocket ... and I said ''thats exactly what I mean ole fella'', .. and I gave him a chew. Good day .. or a bad one, you can't help but love the creatures :D