I can get it outta my mind so i guess if i share it, i'll forget it.
Last week walking downtown for a interview, in my shirt w/ Tie & slacks; I bought some Cheetos after it was over and munched my way back to the train station. I finished the bag and was gonna throw it away at the nearest trash can on the corner.
In a pack of 4 or 5 there were some kids with one adult speaking in what sound like german or swedish language. The adult was in front of the can so i excused myself and tossed the bag in. Soon as I did that the kids jumped back when they saw me and raised their voice in eerily unison.
"Hobo! Hobo!"
I looked at them Eric Cartman looking bastards with a evil eye and contunued my strut. One did say In english as I walked away. "He's no hobo, he's dressed for business."
Hmmn, My skin color instantly equals homelessness? Oh Hell 2 tha Naw!
Comments (1)
You should have dropped some loose change at their feet and made them pick it up.
Posted by ManNMotion | October 4, 2006 3:56 AM
Posted on October 4, 2006 03:56