Actually, the line is “Beccause my heart is pure” and it’s in the novel Boswell, by Stanley Elkin. And three-hour, people do pay for their own health care. Except for all those John Galters that go to the ER and let everybody else pick up the tab.
I don’t know how you get your health care 3 hour, but I get mine by working for my employer. I would probably get more money from them directly if they didn’t pay for my health care, but then I would have to pay taxes on it. This way I don’t get taxed on that portion of my “benefits” for working for them. Another benefit I get from working for them are these little green pieces of paper that we move around. The little green pieces of paper aren’t unhappy, but everyone else who moves them around all the time seem very unhappy to let anyone else get their hands on them. Maybe if they would appreciate the time they are allowed to be on this Earth, with people they like and/or love they might be worried about the little green pieces of paper less. The little green pieces of paper sure don’t worry about the people.
3hourtour Premium Member over 13 years ago
…don’t worry..we’ll have you paying for your own health care in no time…
BillionSix over 13 years ago
hehe. I like that last line. “Because your heart is strong and full of love. Let’s fly.” You can almost hear the dry sarcasm in Sweetheart’s voice.
aprilglaspie over 13 years ago
Actually, the line is “Beccause my heart is pure” and it’s in the novel Boswell, by Stanley Elkin. And three-hour, people do pay for their own health care. Except for all those John Galters that go to the ER and let everybody else pick up the tab.
GESWho over 13 years ago
I don’t know how you get your health care 3 hour, but I get mine by working for my employer. I would probably get more money from them directly if they didn’t pay for my health care, but then I would have to pay taxes on it. This way I don’t get taxed on that portion of my “benefits” for working for them. Another benefit I get from working for them are these little green pieces of paper that we move around. The little green pieces of paper aren’t unhappy, but everyone else who moves them around all the time seem very unhappy to let anyone else get their hands on them. Maybe if they would appreciate the time they are allowed to be on this Earth, with people they like and/or love they might be worried about the little green pieces of paper less. The little green pieces of paper sure don’t worry about the people.