“Alright, listen fellas, the city has cut our budget as firefighters. They say the city is TOO safe, and there’s not enough fires to justify paying rent on a building with a stripper pole, and 15 men sleeping in the same room. So as of next month, our city will no longer have firefighters.”
“Well…what if we did still keep being firefighters?”
“What do you mean? There’s not enough fires to justify our budget.”
“…I have an idea. It’s a bit of a wildcard idea though.”
“Alright, listen fellas, the city has cut our budget as firefighters. They say the city is TOO safe, and there’s not enough fires to justify paying rent on a building with a stripper pole, and 15 men sleeping in the same room. So as of next month, our city will no longer have firefighters.”
“Well…what if we did still keep being firefighters?”
“What do you mean? There’s not enough fires to justify our budget.”
“…I have an idea. It’s a bit of a wildcard idea though.”
The gang become firefighters
TIme to pull a Crassus on the city.
Isn’t this really close to the plot of Fahrenheit 451?