They say the Prime Minister had gone to cut the ribbon a few miles of highway. Looking on the car window, he saw two bitter roadside mud kneaded with bare feet.
Intrigued by what he sees, Prime Minister stop the car and asks the two:
- Well, folks, not you ashamed that adobe gives you evil, in a European Union member state, who just managed under the guidance of the IMF, to macrostabilizeze? What is the return that? What do you do with this horrible mixture of manure, straw and mud?
- Mr. Prime Minister, meet one of the individuals, not make it for us. We export to Russian Federation.
- We export to Russia?! Great! Why take it?
- You know, Russians do not have a reserve currency, so we pay in kind. We give a thousand AK-47 per ton of bricks.
- You are crazy! Weapons illegally enter the country!
- No! Nation shall not include the AK-47 in Romania. Immediate re-export to Iran.
- In Iran? The terrorists that? What you take from them?
- Oil, Mr. Prime Minister. For each AK-47, one tonne of oil, but know that we bring into the country illegally. Iran, going directly to Japan, that those guys, or they be smart, but they have oil.
- Taking in Japan, you give the oil?
- Ehh! Shit like microchips, the one thousand fit in a wallet, but they sell Americans, they need these trifles, to make some missiles. Know that pay well. For each knick-knacks from ala, give us ten thousand dollars.
- Ten thousand dollars!! And what do with them?
- Well now becomes complicated, that we must change the bank dollars per euro.
- Why?
- For the Bulgarians will not only euros.
- What business have you with Bulgarians?
- Well, Mr. Prime Minister, in November, with the transition and austerity, we depleted all. We have no animals. How to make mud, manure import unless the Bulgarians?
Mircea Baskets





