I like Presbyterians.
I like their casual, devil-may-care attitude to life. I enjoy the way they sing and dance in the streets with their brightly-coloured costumes and their all-night partying.
I love the way they live for today with never a thought for what the future might bring. I like their sense of humour and their wild hedonistic excess. It’s no coincidence that Presbyterians dominate the worlds of stand-up comedy and heavy metal.
So it was hardly a surprise to hear that Presbyterian Mutual is in trouble. It was set up in Belfast 26 years ago as a way for Presbyterians to save within their church, and collected as much as £300 million in shares, but now it’s unable to give its members their money back.
I reckon the trustees spent it all on drink, drugs and Latvian hookers.
See, that’s the problem with Presbyterians. You just can’t trust them with money. They go crazy.
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