Famous last words 

Satiricus sighed deeply as he ambled towards the back of the Back Street Bar. He wondered why it was that his leaders had him subjected to such regular ridicule. Did they realize, when they opened their mouths at their press conferences or wherever, that it was supporters like him who had to face the heat in rum-shops and bars across Guyana?
“We are not bribable?” declared Hari as Satiricus started on his first beer. “What the hell is that supposed to mean, when the people paid their first-class tickets, hotel rooms and food?”
“Ow bai! Leh de man drink ‘e beer, na,” grinned Bungi. “Remembah dem leadah seh dah ah “political investment”!!”
“And the leader was on the trip!!” said Hari indignantly as Satiricus downed his beer.
“Listen fellas,” said Satiricus. “The man meant they don’t take money in brown envelopes from anyone, like we see in those movies.”
“How about if dem put de money in dem bank account?” asked Bungi with a straight face. “Or in white envelope?”
“I think this will become one of those famous last words,” said Hari. “Like Bill Clinton telling the American people, ‘I did not have sexual relations with that woman,’ when talking about oral sex from Monica Lewinsky.
“My friends,” said Satiricus tiredly, “it all depends on what is a bribe.”
“You remind me of Bill Clinton again,” said Hari. “Remember when he answered another question from the House Inquiry, ‘That depends on what the meaning of ‘is’ is.’!!”
“Budday, me gat wan simple tes’ fuh tell when a bribe,” said Bungi. “Me l’arn am frum when abee a drink.”
“What’s that?” asked Satiricus and Hari together.
“W’en somebady buy wan drink or somet’ing fuh yuh,” Bungi said slowly, “dem want somet’ing frum yuh!”