Listen up, you turds. I could fill up a phonebook with all of the stupid shit that you do to annoy us. First off: you twenty-something, able bodied questcard weasels. It warms my heart to see that my tax dollars can subsidize your snack of an energy drink & six candy bars for your fat ass. How's about you get off your dead ass & get a job with your new found energy? There is never enough money for candy, but there's plenty of money for a thousand dollars worth of tattoos or cigarettes. Old people, struggling families and the infirm need assistance, not your deadbeat ass. I hear the military will give you three squares a day if you're so hungry. Cell phones: Rude much? Just turn the damned thing off. Unless you're waiting for an organ transplant, you can risk the five minute down time. Free spirits, transients, skaters, etc. Don't hand us your sweaty, wadded up bills that you apparently pulled out of your ass. They have this invention called a billfold - get one.