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“Alright, so whodunit?” asked the sidekick.
“You mean, ‘who did it?’” said the chief of detectives.
“I’m just the sidekick, not some kind of endowed professor of grammar and elocution,” said the sidekick.
The chief of detectives shot the sidekick a withering glance from beneath his raised eyebrows and lowered fedora brim, and waited.
“Alright, who did it?” said the sidekick.
“That’s better,” said the chief of detectives.
“Well, there’s a number of possible suspects, starting with the stiff himself.”
“I thought this was a murder, not a suicide,” said the sidekick. “You hauled me out here on New Year’s Eve for a suicide?”
“Well it is true that Bush Tax Cuts had set himself to expire at year end. But the mental health experts say that if they really plan to kill themselves, they don’t talk about it. The talk is just a plea for attention,” said the chief of detectives.
“Now look who’s talking like a social worker,” said the sidekick.
The chief of detectives smiled.
“So if it wasn’t a suicide, whodunit?” asked the sidekick.
The chief of detectives glared at him.
“I mean, who did it?” said the sidekick.
“Well, one suspect is a character called Spending. Government Spending,” said the Chief of Detectives. “Believe me, if Government Spending wasn’t out of control, no one would have wanted to kill Bush Tax Cuts. They needed to kill the Bush Tax Cuts to pay for Government Spending.”