Impulse

Inspired by this fine upside-down christ­mas tree:

“Hey Larry. Lookadis.“
“Wha?“
“Dese christ­mas tree stands. Da schmucks put ceil­ing fan mounts on ‘em insteadda feet for da floor.“
“Christ! If it ain’t one ting it’s annotha.“
“I told youse we shoulda got ‘em from my cousin Melvin.“
“Your cousin Melvin is the only guy I know who coulda screwed dis up worse.“
“So, what are we gonna do?“
“We sell ‘em any­way. “
“Wha? They gonna hang their trees from da ceil­ing?“
“Bingo. We tell ‘em it’s tra­di­tion. Victorian or some­thin.“
“Hey, dats good boss.“
“Den, we sells ‘em for twice what we woulda — ’cause now they’re spe­cial, see.“
“Good tin­kin. I’ma get da boys to change da prices…“
[nev­er­mind that prob­a­bly nobody at Hammacher Schlemmer talks like this…]