"Well, it's not quite a mop and it's not quite a puppet… but man (laughs). So to answer your question, I don't know." – Homer Simpson, "A Fish Called Selma"
Our money is elastic. Our money is elastic. Gotta get milk for the baby and our money is elastic. Decapitative laughter is keeping us alive. Cavalcades of losers, losing their minds. Hoping for disaster. Settin’ off alarms. Amid all of the deranged. Amid all the charmed. Do you remember that time when we thought we were gonna die? Well, baby nothing much has changed. And yet they haven’t been the same since at all. Our money is elastic. Our money is elastic. Gotta get milk for the baby. Gotta get milk for the baby.
It’s more than a little depressing and sobering, but it’s catchy and informative, nonetheless. When’s the last time you kept humming a chorus built around the Economic concept that “Our money is elastic”?