TrampsTramps, burn-outs and the homeless insane all go to making life that little bit more interesting.
Gather around the burning oil-drum and tell us your hobo-tales.
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chthonic, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:47)
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Freak one out25 years ago I had a leather coat that I got in a surplus store in New York that came from the New York City Transit Police Dept. Real thing...still had the NYCTP patch on the sleeves. Was outside the bar where I worked chatting with the doorman/bouncer when a tramp wanders up, sees my coat, sez "Are you a cop?" "I was, but got kicked off the force." "Why?" "I shot a tramp on the subway platform at 135th Street." Tramp proceeded to make himself rather scarce...
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HairyTwatter certified eel and sodium salesman, Fri 3 Jul 2009, 13:31,
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Just one more thing sir...New York, while not my home town, shares one thing in common with it. We refer to vagrants as bums sir. A tramp would be a lady of suspect promiscuity.
Not that it detracts from the truthfulness of your story at all sir. I hope you don't mind me pointing this out!
(, Mon 6 Jul 2009, 8:28, closed)
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