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Old 04-29-2015, 04:42 PM   #83
jammies
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I worked as a chimney sweep 'till I was 11, and then my parents starved me for a while until they realized I was never going to be thin enough ever again to fit in the ducts. Then I pickpocketed drunks along Electric Avenue every Friday and Saturday night past 3 AM, all by myself! If the cops spotted me, they'd just ask if I had bus fare to get home, and if I said yes, they'd rob me and kick my face if I dared to complain!

Lego! Pah! I had a stick for a toy, except we couldn't afford a stick, so it was actually an imaginary stick, and I could only play with it during the 6 1/2 minutes it took me to walk from school to the pit mine. Mollycoddled milksops! Ah, the old days, when kids were allowed to be kids, or at least, were allowed to contribute to the economy.
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