The New Deal

There was a boy who had an elf, and this elf didn't like people. It buried one of his teachers in the yard, and it was indicted for a criminal conspiracy to manipulate the stock market. The boy sucked his thumb and whined it wasn't his fault. Meanwhile, a new shiny car appeared in his father's driveway, a pot of gold in the backseat. No one looked for the teacher after they found a robot replacement. The father got new hair plugs. The boy's mother began to drink heavily. In conclusion, that's the way the New Deal was founded. The End.