Two words: Limousine Liberal. Apparently Hector never heard of such a thing.

I haven’t heard of many stories like this coming out of that big Southern state, the name of which escapes me … used to be a Republic … rhymes with Rex-has …

If the media had given this Mercatus Center study any attention, Hector and Hector might have known not to stop in New York and continue right on up into New Hampshire, which was ranked overall numero uno in personal & economic freedom. New York, naturally, was dead last.

Sir Now let me fill you in. I’m leading this expedition and we’re going to climb both peaks of Mount Kilimanjaro.
Man I thought there was only one peak, sir.
Sir (getting up, putting one hand over one eye again and going to large map of Africa on wall and peering at it at point-blank range) Well, that’ll save a bit of time. Well done. Now the object of this expedition is to see if we can find any traces of last year’s expedition.
Man Last year’s expedition?
Sir Yes, my brother was leading that, they were going to build a bridge between the two peaks, (looks at map with one hand over eye) My idea I’m afraid. Now, I ought to tell you that I have practically everyone I need for this expedition … so what special qualifications do you have?
Man Well, sir…
Sir Yes, you first.
Man There is only me, sir.
Sir (to Man’s right) I wasn’t talking to you. (to Man) Carry on.
Man Well I’m a fully qualified mountaineer.
Sir Mountaineer? Mountaineer (looks it up in the dictionary) where the devil are they, mound, mount… mountain… a mountaineer: ‘two men skilled in climbing mountains’. Jolly good, well you’re in. Congratulations, both of you. Well, er, what are your names?
Man Hector.
Sir Hector, right well look, I’ll call you (to Man) Hector one, and you (to Man’s right) Hector two, just to avoid confusion.