THE VALUABLE SUCKHOLE AND THE DISABLED BLUDGER

One fine day in winter some valuable suckholes
were busy drying their investment properties,
which had got rather damp during a downturn in the
market. Presently up came a disabled pensioner and
begged them to spare her a few coins, "For," she
said, "I'm simply starving." The suckholes stopped
rent collecting for a moment, though this was against
their principles. "May we ask," said they, "what you
were doing with yourself all last summer? Why
didn't you buy investment properties for the
winter?" "The fact is," replied the disabled
pensioner, "I was so busy picking through rubbish
bins that I hadn't the time." "If you spent the
summer picking through rubbish," replied the prime
suckhole, "you can't do better than spend the
winter starving." And they all chuckled and went
on with their rent collecting.

As it happened the disabled pensioner knew plenty
more just like her, and they had imported a
container load of nasty weapons, which they used
to mow the valuable suckholes down. They then all
lived happily and in comfort for the winter in the
valuable prime suckhole's investment properties.

.oOo.