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The Name Game


Bob and Barry didn't know much about the construction business. But having inherited a significant amount of money when their grand pappy died decided to invest it in a construction firm. The first thing they thought they ought to do was come up with a slogan. You know to catch folks' eye when they searched the internet for a construction firm.

So they started bouncing ideas off of each other:

"Let's Get Hammered"

"Awl Do a Great Job"

"You Saw Us First"

"Let Us Nail You"

"We'll Ply Our Wood for You"

"We're Just Plane Good"

But none of their ideas really seemed to work.

"I dunno" said Bob. "Maybe we need to be a little more personal. Let's see. How about..."

"Our Men are Built"

"Our Guys Don't Hoot at Women"

"Woah, woah" said Barry. "Those won't work. They're sillier than the other ones we came up with.

"Oh, I'm sure you can do better" said Bob.

"Well, hold on a sec. Let me try" countered Barry.

"How about this? Bob and Barry - A Couple of Rabble Rousers."

"You twit" said Bob. "That should be A Couple of Rubble Rousers."

"I like it" said Barry. "

And we don't have to hoot at women then."



Rabble Rouser/Gadfly were the prompts from the folks at Studio30+ this week. Was I annoying enough for you?

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