I was in line at the post office yesteday to mail some artwork to a show, when I overheard this guy behind me talking to whoever would listen...
Talker: Looks like it's going to be a nice day out there, huh?
Trapped Person next to him in line: Mmm-hmm.
Talker: As long as the Blue Meanies don't drop down on us, huh? (snickers at private joke)
Trapped Person: (says nothing, looks baffled but smiles)
Talker: The Blue Meanies, haha. That's what I call the Homeland Security--boy, those guys are ruining everybody's party, huh?
Trapped Person: (nods silently)
Talker: Pretty soon you won't be able to buy a pack of cigarettes...
Trapped Person: (looks at talker questioningly)
Talker: --without being afraid they'll spontaneously combust...
Trapped Person: (looks more baffled)
Talker: --because some Turk put pyrotechnics in it!
There was more after that, about the government in the fifties and commies under the toilet seat, but I thought the Blue Meanies was brilliant. And if you don't know who the Blue Meanies are, good Lord! Go watch Yellow Submarine.