Radio
New Member
(:60)
Mr.
Ed:
Hello, I’m Ed, Grand Hoo-haa of the Loyal Order of Prairie
Chickens. So, Mr. Jones, you
want to be a Prairie Chicken.
Mr. Jones:
Uh,
that’s right, Mr. . . Ed.
Mr.
Ed:
Let’s see . . successful accountant, Phi Beta Kappa Yale,
volunteer fireman. Sorry —
nothing jumps out at me and says Prairie Chicken material.
Mr.
Jones: Really?
Mr.
Ed:
We don’t just let any Sven, Dick or Ole in the
LOPC. Do you have any other memberships?
Mr.
Jones: Well, I’m a
member of my local credit union.
Mr.
Ed: Come again?
Mr.
Jones: It’s like
owning a piece of my own financial institution. The profits of the organization come back to me in the form
of lower fees and rates on loans.
Mr.
Ed: You don’t say! (Confidentially)
Is it hard to get in? They
don’t make you, say, wear a corn suit while running through a room full
of hungry Prairie Chickens or anything do they?
Mr.
Jones: You just have
find the right credit union, open an account and bingo! you’re a
shareholder.
Mr.
Ed: Mr. Jones, I confer upon you the title of Junior
Hoo-haw!
Mr.
Jones: Junior Hoo? —
Mr.
Ed:
Here’s your complimentary corn vest.
Announcer: Want to be a part of something great? Consider your local credit
union. It’s easier to join
than you think. The
number’s in your yellow pages.
(Jingle)
Mr.
Jones: Say what was
that about running through a room full of chickens?
Mr.
Ed:
Well, it’s more like a closet, really.
(Sound of door opening
and Prairie Chickens bellowing)
