This poor guy was freezing so he made himself a fire with what ever was near him on the street, trash, newspaper, etc. Drunk as hell, all he saying was “Beer, Beer!”, sounded more like a chirp. He sort of reminded me of a little boy, mischievous yet simply cold. Then some touchy neighborhood asshole calls the police. From around the corner the fire trucks come, lights and sirens blazing. They jump out, yell at him for a minute, stomp out his measly fire, and move on, leaving him alone cold and quiet.
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Mad society…
its a sad state when assholes call others to handle simple matters by phoning the police instead of just asking the cold homie: “hey man, can ya keep it down, i’m trying to sleep”
i may be paranoid but i am no android
Thats fuxed up fux all pig and haters out there let him keep warm hes not messn with ne 1
man homie datz mest up 4realz!!!!! but man i said f%@# the system an the society… from ya homie *slick*one*
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