
Tramps, 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.
suggested by kaol
( , Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:47)
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And would therefore barely ever shave, sort my hair out or wear matching clothes.
Once while waiting to meet my girlfriend from the local tube station 3 different people gave me their unwanted travel cards (back in the day...) presuming i was begging.
I started to bother a bit more about my appearance then (until i got an office job and it all went to pot again).
( , Wed 8 Jul 2009, 22:24, Reply)
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