Welfare Whore
This nasty pig lost her wallet in the street on August 6,
1998. I ran over it on my way home from work and as I
looked in my rear view mirror, I saw her driver's license fall
out. I retrieved it for her and contacted the Department of
Social Services to get them to have her contact me. I live
somewhere near her address, so I told her she could come by and
get it and if I was not home, I'd leave it in my mailbox. I
gave her directions and she said she knew where it was. I
waited around most of the day, but she never showed up.
Today (August 7) she called and wants me to
bring it to her. I think she has lost her mind.
She is a welfare recipient,
but seems to be doing well enough to gamble away some of my tax
money:
She gets free medical care,
and has plenty of cash to rent a few movies at our expense.
I guess I need to rush out now and deliver this wallet to her!!
She's probably real worried about getting her kids fed, huh?
