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You know the guy hitting on you is a HOBO when....


1. His dog is waiting for him outside the bar, and at times actually joins him in the bar.
2. He has a backpack.
3. When asking for your number he pulls out a non functioning cell phone... typical collecting of random found items.
4. When the cell phone clearly doesn't work, he pulls out a piece of paper and a black sharpie.
5. Instead of calling you, he wants to "come by" later...mostly because of the no phone situation and lack of housing...and money.
6. He wants to come to your house for the following purposes: to use your razor to shave, your shower to bathe and most likely your home for shelter.
7. His "story" leads you to believe he was once rich, handsome and smart.
8. His "friends" and he hang out outside "Stars and Stripes" liquor store drinking 40's, instead of on his "boat" cuz the "owner is cool."
9. Instead of buying you a beer he pulls one out of his shopping cart.
10. He is barefoot.

Okay the last two are a figment of my imagination, they did not really occur....the others however are fully accurate, but may have been embellished...slightly!

Comments

Karen Carter said…
Oh dear...this momma needs to be praying for our little "sarabeara"
After watching the Bachelor I told Chad only maybe 5% of the population is dateable? They might seem ok but underneath "wingnut" But your friend was wing nut from the first roll up! But it was sweet that he wanted to share his King Cobra with you. run.....run....Love ya tons Karen~
Blonde Story Short said…
yea! Anyone telling me about how much money they have/had (even if they're not a bum currently) I tend to shy away from! haha I love "wingnut" that might be the best word I've heard all day...and I've heard some interesting ones (junior highers are nuts themselves!)
Dateable. yes, most are NOT and I am so not willing to settle for less than the bomb, especially for less than sheltered! yikes. Tell Chaddy hi for me :)
Rowdy said…
isn't there a girl here in SD selling her "virginity" online for a few million dollars? the hobo and her should hook up. i think they would make a great pair!!

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