Homeless? What a bunch of pure, unadulterated, bullshit. Hell, we were homeless before homeless was in. My first homeless away from home was three washing machine size cartons, two refrigerator boxes, beneath the Manahattan Beach Pier. Chow what chow? You found a quarter and went Callahan's All You can eat spaghetti feed, and that included a slice of bread.
Crap , you didn't need no Bustamente, "It's for the children" rhetoric. No way, Tokay. If you had no money you'd go to a party and eat hot dogs and Fritos.
We didn't need no "vote for me" lies. I f the cops razed the appliance cartons, we'd go inside the Manhattan Beach Surf Club and sleep. Homeless shelters? What a bunch of Hooey. Build a beach shack. Get off the rolls. You don't need no stinken' driver's license. Get a protege.
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