Child LabourThere is a special part of Hell I'd like to reserve for those arses that order every single Sunday paper. Do you know how heavy that makes the bundle of papers some poor kid (ie me) has to lug around? Funny how your papers always seemed to get mangled in your letterbox...
I loved my paper round, but, looking back, I was getting paid peanuts to ruin my back and cycle around in the cold and dark. How were you exploited as a child?
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chthonic, Fri 17 Feb 2006, 12:05)
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i was a paper boybut wandering too close to a naked flame lleft me as a floating cloud of ash. one day i shall return to wreak my revenge.
and don't be a capitalist lackey, form a workers' collective, attack the enemy from within. you know it makes sense.
(, Tue 21 Feb 2006, 16:32, Reply)
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