Priority # 1:

"FEMA" & "THE ICEMAN"

New Orleans: The Mayor places a frantic call to FEMA for help:

Mayor: Hey!!! We need ICE right now!

FEMA: Oh really? Like nobody else does.

Mayor: Listen Buster, we gotta have it before anybody else.

FEMA: OK. Just kidding. Are the poor folks there more in need of ICE than these other 300,000 other people?

Mayor: Well, .... kinda. We mostly need it for all the bars and the Casinos that wanta open up and we’re trying to get this Mardi Gras thing happenin, even if we have to hand out free wading boots.

FEMA: Good point. All right Mayor, I’ll put you on the priority list. (Bleep) those other people. Just don’t forget .... you owe me. I’ll get right on it.

Mayor: You da man!!!!

(click)

(FEMA internal discussion)

Director: Listen up people! We just got off the land line with a top official.
We gotta get ICE "PRONTO"! Where do we get this (Bleep) from?

Underling: Wisconsin! That’s where we got it last time.

Director: Sounds good to me. A little bit of a ride but what the (Bleep), order it.

Underling: Where should we send it?

Director: Michigan! Everything goes to Michigan first, then, maybe Florida, then someplace else. Ya hafta make this as complicated as possible in order to justify the job titles we have. By the way, make sure the Iceman knows who I am and let him know, he owes me.

Underling: Well, where should we finally send this stuff?

Director: I don’t give a (Bleep). Send it to Norleans.