Friday, May 02, 2008
Realization
I was dragging the trash out to the curb this evening, when a woman walked by and gave me a funny look. This, I realized, was due to the fact that I was wearing my Mom's old scrub pants, a bleach-stained t-shirt, and slippers. Also, my hair was standing up like Don King's.
I swear, some days the only difference between me and my neighborhood homeless guy is that I still have all my teeth.
I swear, some days the only difference between me and my neighborhood homeless guy is that I still have all my teeth.
Labels: fun with the homeless
