Wish I could have given the two of you a few bucks, to feed you and your dogs-on-a-rope more than the ice cream that you bought with your panhandled spare change... but i was on my half-hour break, from my real job that actually helps people with problems like yours, and i couldn't spare the cash because I don't even get paid a living wage as it is. Sorry. Maybe the next time you jump off a boxcar in this city I will see you down in Pioneer Square and say hello.
To the Freight Hoppers in Burger King on Broadway
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