Post by Jonathan Baxter on Feb 14, 2011 10:16:38 GMT -8
Jonathan walks on the sidewalk with his hands in his hoodie pocket and his hood up.
Well, here I am. I made myself known to the gathering. Standard questions. Same shit differed day.
Go team.
Not to many of us here. I wonder what the hell the other did to concern them so much.
As he rounds a corner an older man peaks out from his cardboard box, "can you spare any..." He looks Jonathan up and down, "oh. Never mind."
Jonathan looks at him, "Hey, old man, at least I don't smell like cabbage."
They look at each other for a few moments, then break out into laughter.
"Hey you know that guy back down the street over there. Do you want to go do something funny to him?"
Well, here I am. I made myself known to the gathering. Standard questions. Same shit differed day.
Go team.
Not to many of us here. I wonder what the hell the other did to concern them so much.
As he rounds a corner an older man peaks out from his cardboard box, "can you spare any..." He looks Jonathan up and down, "oh. Never mind."
Jonathan looks at him, "Hey, old man, at least I don't smell like cabbage."
They look at each other for a few moments, then break out into laughter.
"Hey you know that guy back down the street over there. Do you want to go do something funny to him?"