Bro, grab a beer and hold on tight, because I've got news that'll make you realize just how much we love messing up our country! Almost two months into an interim government, Mitică Dragomir, the former deputy, came to "Mitică's Prophecies" and spilled everything, names and all. Listen up: the Veștea government (that PNL guy) would've had the Parliament's vote ready to go, if George Simion hadn't changed his mind like a prude at someone else's wedding, just because Tomac called him, not the president. Seriously, bro, it's downright hallucinogenic!

And now, the part about the dough: Dragomir says AUR initially agreed to back the government in exchange for four ministries, the presidency of the Senate, 20 undersecretary positions, and about 200 director posts. That means they'd grab 40% of the country's power! "It was a start, because the point of politics is to fight to get into government, so this country can flourish with you there," said Mitică. Man, me with my 2008 BMW and payments to "bro" Relu, what would I do with 200 directors? I'd have them all wash my car!

And now, the reason it all went down the drain: pride, bro! Simion wanted to be personally called by the interim president, Nicușor Dan, but instead Eugen Tomac (that PMP guy) contacted him. "He's proud, and that bothered him. He was a stadium cheerleader, nobody steps on his toes. That's what set him off, and he turned it around," Dragomir explained. And just like that, over a phone call, the country is left hanging, like polenta without salt.

Mitică also said: "Because, otherwise, what more could you want than to come from the opposition and get four ministries and the Senate presidency? You also had 20 undersecretaries and another 200 directors. That means you'd grab 40% of the country's power." So, from the bleachers to the levers of power, until a 'no, thanks, the boss didn't call me.' It's like that scene from 'Filantropica' where the guy refuses the money because it's not handed to him with a glove.

And now, what do we do? Romania remains with an interim government, negotiations are deadlocked, and us regular folks watch them fight over positions like at a flea market. Mioara tells me: 'You'd better go yourself, maybe you'd do more than them.' But nah, I've got payments and my dog Tyson, I don't have time for this two-bit politics. So, you stay tuned and don't forget: after Simion's pride, the electricity and bread bills are coming!