And now, a special message from DU about the importance of a good education:
Heh, heh, heh, Good one Snuggles! H5!
I really do think I'd rather kill myself working than use public assistance.
I wish it were a little more ingrained, I mean a lot more.
Back when me and "Toots" were first married, she had a miscarriage, it was winter time and Ya just don't work construction in the winter.
We went down to apply for "assistance"! Yeah right! They made me feel like the worst human being on earth and wanted to know everything from my mother's name to the dog's! Made me feel like I couldn't take care of my family!
Well on the way out, I threw all that bitch's papers into her waste basket, and went and loaded frozen foods into box cars for $8/day and "Toots" tended bar! Even though it was hell for her to stand on her feet all day!
Ya couldn't get me to cross the threshold of a welfare office if it meant savin' my life!
(edited 'cause my fingers seem to be all thumbs today)