Room to Romp is a fictional account of coming of age in post WWII America.
Poppy said, “This all started in the last great Depression. Pure urban legend, growing up around Chicagoland. One thing led to another with the usual suspects. Big B’s future Dad shoots Jimmy’s future Dad right in the leg, with that damm .38."
Poppy took a deep breath. “A bullet tied two families together, and a few of us, in a bulls-eye for the Second Amendment, kinda like forever.”
Jimmy said, “Big B and I start to learn about a massive Todiya Automotive certified cyar fraud that could put Toyota’s recalls to shame. Meanwhile W gets ready to build the War Wing on his Decision Points Museum, sells out America to China and promises to privatize the public pay toilets.”
"How do we know?” Big B said.
“From when we shook hands with Ike in ’51, and grew up with Hillary we were there. All the way even with W. We did not cut and run."
"We just can’t keep secrets anymore.” Jimmy said. “Cyars have more moving parts than airplanes. And look what damage airplanes can do. So this is our first Auto Biography and as a Bogo it analyzes all kinds of different employers.”
W doesn’t deserve the attention, because it is all about jobs.
The hardest job growing up between WW II and WW W?
Learning that business is war.