And thus it came to pass, that as true as the autumn is nigh, and that it follows such that winter shall arrive, bringing both cold and darkness, monies went astray and debtors were engaged. And given such status quo, and indeed the present circumstances thereof, movements were thus initiated so as to alleviate such absence of monies, and the presence of debtors hence.
But alas!
No respite was to be had, for no monies were there, nor indeed anywhere, and henceforth no relief could be sought, for it is the plight of the financially emaciated, and logically their dears, few or many as they may be, that once indebted, the mire is steep, and oft bottomlesse.
Great debate, great pontification, great panicke! – they all led to nowt. And behold, as the winter does cometh, the joy shall be scarce, for no food shall fill the tables with their culinary perfume, nor the children with sustenance, and presents of a Christmas nature shall be forgone for there is no cashe.
Want to lend us £1,000?
Thought not. Oh well.
Shit (again).
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