I’m not Paying for It…

The LaRouchites hand me a pamphlet while I’m walking past. Something like “Why LaRouche is Driving Bush Crazy (Literally)”. I go ahead and take it.

“It’d be nice if you pay for it.” I’m a good number of feet from them by now. I walk back, and place it on their desk. (The thing has a $5 sticker on it, and I’m not paying a penny for the glories of reading the latest LaRouche rag…)

They grumble. I have to wonder, though: Why did they hand it to me in the first place?

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