Volpone
Zombie Hunter
I don't want to hate hobos. But I have no choice. My dog likes to explore. And sometimes we'll wind up finding a hobo camp. You know how you know if you've found a hobo camp? Garbage. Tons and tons of garbage. A bum moved in under the bridge where The Dog has caught a few groundhogs and within a week it literally looked like someone had flipped a dumpster over the guardrail. And it's all just complete crap that no one would want. And there's no common sense to it. They'd lugged a tub of crap to the edge of the bridge. Literally right next to the bridge. 3 more feet and it would've been out of the rain. But instead they left it next to the bridge and all the garbage in it got rained on and ruined (if it is possible to ruin garbage).
I thought I had more to say, but it escapes me, so I'll leave it at this for now and add on if needed.
I thought I had more to say, but it escapes me, so I'll leave it at this for now and add on if needed.