A Day October 20th

Today the mortals threw themselves at my feet and cried tears crafted from C's and B's. I am a generous being and I heard your pleas and then let you despair.

Hear me those that toil in the mines of academia. If your pick axe finds no purchase and the furnace has no coal, I will not keep you warm by my benificence alone.

Also, although I don't take bribes, thanks for the Reese's and Kit Kats.