[Dingle-Dingle]

I was walking through Wolverhampton when I was stopped by a young kid, about 10 i´d say, outside the newsagents.
"Can you buy me some cigarettes please?" he asked.
"Sorry kid, no," I replied.
"Come on," he said, "They're not for me, they're for my dad."
"Well, why can't the lazy bastard get them himself?" I asked.
"He's not 18 until February," came the reply.

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