Give me a Handout

The leafleteers in the city are quite aggressive. I never take their leaflets, but i try to read them if they hold them out steady enough. This morning, I recognized one leafleteer by his big ears, even without being adorned in his customary head garb and annualized sunglasses. He looked kinda thin, so I felt sorry for him and took his leaflet. It's the least I could do -- he used to work for the Afghan Kebob House.