The True Meaning of BROKE

Finding a penny on the side of the road is not something taken lightly any more. Pennies are my main sourse of income. I take a walk every night in search of such treasures. Upon finding one I lovingly pick it up and look at it tenderly with a slight sting of anger I wonder who would so carelessly leave such a valuble lying there. I save for weeks just so I can by a cookie at lunch. I have no more candy stashed in my pockets, backpack, or bedroom. I haven't been shopping for 6 months. I haven't put on deoderent for almost 2, can't pay. I haven't brushed my teeth for 3 because I can't afford toothpast and my toothbrush has no brush left (I follow Brett's motto for brushing my teeth "You're never done brushing til you're bleeding.) and I don't have money for a new one. I use to be able to scrounge up a dollar or two. Those days are long gone, now I'm lucky if I can find a pennies. Of course money is not everything but you need money for everything. I think I will just steel a new toothbrush and toothpast and then go to jail. At least you don't need money there.