I made friends with this homeless guy in the park. i got drunk and passed out for a couple hours in his concrete slab spot. when i woke up all hungover and disoriented, he seemed very disappointed that i had to go home. I said i had to jerk off, i think he invited me to jerk off in his area. I don't remember too much, i have to go back and ask that guy what happened. I don't believe he touched me when I was sleepin.
Nice. Everytime a bum got me for a cig I'd light up with em. I wouldn't stay all the time though. A lot of em were annoying, but you'd always meet those few that're pretty cool and smell less.
i asked a bum for directions to the train station, he pointed me the opposite way, and i missed the train back to base. luckily my buddy and i found another group of stranded sailors and we got a cabbie to drive us all back to base so we could split the fare between us. there were 6 or 7 of us, so it was a squeeze. i dont generally expect the homeless to be assholes. weird and inappropriate yeah, but generally they are nice.
i was in a park smoking with a bunch of homeless...had one roll a joint for me since i can't roll....they had good bud...they were cool street people, but some kept talking about crack..which was annoying...funny how they all flock when they smell ganja burning...it was cool though...nobody seemed to care that we were in a park in the middle of downtown
Yea and she's taking to self mutilation- http://www.hipforums.com/newforums/showthread.php?t=427262 So Death did you wake up with your clothes on this time?
yes I did. this eased my mind actually. except i had one shoe and sock removed, but there's a reason. I try to match my wife. look
haha death...you have some crazy shananigans. I made friends with a homeless person while walking around downtown on a low dose of shrooms. He was awesome. He smelled like he had been pissing on himself for months but I didn't really mind. My friend that was with me and I still talk about him all the time. I want to go find him and hang out with him again. There was this homeless guy that hangs out near the campus where an old friend of mine went to college. Whenever I would go visit my friend the guy would always buy us liquor (we were underage) and then share his poetry with us. He always made me really sad because he was an absolutely brilliant guy but life just got the best of him at some point.
You sound like you'd be fun to party with. Some of the nicest people I know are the homeless people in my city. I hang out with many of them, drink some brews, give them smokes when I have some, they often return the favour. When you get to know them you get to know the parts of the city in which you can relax and hang out in. I visited some of them tonight.
homeless people know whats up. when i was hitchin, they would tell me where to get free meals, where to go thats chill, places i could sleep, places i could be with out being botherd. i really enjoyed colorado when i was in boulder. alot of people just chilled in the park and slept there. i managed to find some dudes that i met at furthur that i stayed with but walking down town chilling out with all street people is always a good adventure, i dont know about getting drunk and passing out. but a friend with weed is a friend indeed.
