Food stamps? Welfare? Bloody luxury. There's you bloody lot lording it over us with yer food stamps and bottles of Chateau de Chatelais. I get three ha'pence a week in handouts from t'local rag and bone man and spend it on me ration of extra strong lager and heroin. And still have enough change to buy a fish supper for thirty seven naked coal pickers.

Tell the kids nowadays and they won't believe you...

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