On the twelfth day of Shelfmas, the critters gave to me…
Twelve bummers bumming!
TROLL: Excuse me sir, but at this joyous time could you spare a dollar for a poor, unfortunate critter down on his luck?
CHIP: You don’t look crippled to me. Get a job, you slob! Everyone’s hiring right now.
TROLL: You see, sir…. I have a…. well, very unique ailment that makes me allergic to manual labor.
CHIP: Uh huh….
TROLL: And it can only be treated with cheap booze….. so if you’ll help me buy the medicine I so desperately need to be well again…. sir, where are you going? Sir???
The best story today, thank you, this made me smile in this dark world.
My critters aim to please…
Cheap booze will cure most things–or at least make you forget about them for a while!
Forget the cheap booze. Try hi-test gasoline.
Chip is no chump!
Worth a try…
♪♫♪♫ ‘Tis the season to ‘help’ the helpless ♪♫♫♪ (by being judgmental and trying to force others to act/think/be all the same. No druggies or alkies need apply). The skit was hilarious, I hope you didn’t think I was being judgmental! 😱 Poor troll. I wouldn’t give him a dime either though. Bah humbug.
Always better to be vague when trying to explain a scam.