Money-minded Mates Prints

Lonely Piggy Bank

'Can he call you back? He's taking time to stop and smell the profits.'

'Don't worry about it. If at first we don't succeed, we can do it later and get paid time-and-a-half for it.'

Thrift: have your arms and legs amputated, use a pillow for a bed!

Thrift: New way to eat eggs (avoid needless transport costs).

'Better brace yourself. It looks as though your broker's now equipping your monthly statement with crumple zones.'

"Gee, thanks! What rate of interest does it pay?"

'John, I have to get going. Here's my views on politics, sports, and automobiles in case some of the boys come in later.'

'Just for once, can't we have a picnic without your mates turning up to crawl all over the food?'

"Ah...summer...and umbrellas as far as you can see...it reminds me of England!"

'It's your round.'

'You mean that if one of us came to a sticky end I would receive a hundred thousand?'

'Say what you like about Capitalism, it makes the gravy train run on time.'

Tax Cuts Water the Economy.

"We can't all work for Goldman Sachs."

Signs you may be friends with a sheep....

'Money, money, money, that's the only three things you ever think about.'

"He's very well off. He's got all the quantities I admire."

"...and if your friends jumped off a cliff, would you jump off a cliff?"

"I don't wear jewelry, but cash is nice."

'This plumber you recommended...mate of yours, is he?'

'The rich get richer, the poorer get poorer..' '..And the comfortably off stay comfortably off!'

It's good to get together with friends!

'Hey, scratch my back and I'll scratch your back.'

Australian stress counselling.

"He only wears it this time of the year. It's his har-vest."

"Hey Cruz, check out my super-powered speaker system!"

"I'm savings. Investing is across the hall."

Pub Quiz

Two Old Boys

"Beneath this calm exterior, I'm obsessed with making profits."

"I'm not sure you're taking this bonus cap thing seriously."

'And briefly, what is it that attracts you to a job in banking?'

Spiro & Pusho go hunting.

'OK, here's the play, based on your prorated salaries...'