Am I a Hobo?

[Dr. Medulla]

Okay, I'd never do anything like this—seriously—but this David Sedaris story has a hobo quality to it: https://archive.ph/fW2i9

I could only get so far into that store before I went ew, gross.

As with any Sedaris story, it's even better in audio form because his inflections make it all the funnier.

I have tix to see him in March

We saw him when he was in town maybe a dozen years ago. We found him charming, but others have thought he's a jerk.

[revbob]

Sounds like you need to up your hobo game Doc.

[Olaf]

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Sounds like you need to up your hobo game Doc.

Return of the Mighty Bopst Thread!

[Dr. Medulla]

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Sounds like you need to up your hobo game Doc.

I … I just wanted free pens and the occasional scarf. Not this. Not this!!!

[revbob]

https://www.slashgear.com/1819672/usb-k ... age-cause/

[Sparky]

https://www.slashgear.com/1819672/usb-k ... age-cause/

I've found flash drives before, plugged them in and performed a virus scan before using them, but after reading that, never again.

[Dr. Medulla]

https://www.slashgear.com/1819672/usb-k ... age-cause/

Counterpoint: It's free!

[Dr. Medulla]

On my walk today, I came upon a pair of mitts. I let them be because (a) I don't wear mitts and (b) they seemed child sized.

[Silent Majority]

On my walk today, I came upon a pair of mitts. I let them be because (a) I don't wear mitts and (b) they seemed child sized.

"Mother, can we afford new gloves now that I have lost the pair I inherited from Papa?"

"No, my dear. I am afraid your extremities will soon blacken and fall off. You will be of no further use to the factory. I shall have to return to the Sex Workhouse in order to support you until I die, mad with Canadian syphilis. Alas - the worst kind of syphilis."

"I hope a nice man picked them up and given them to some other unfortunate foundling."

"I'm sure one did, my dear, cold boy. I'm sure one did."

[Dr. Medulla]

On my walk today, I came upon a pair of mitts. I let them be because (a) I don't wear mitts and (b) they seemed child sized.

"Mother, can we afford new gloves now that I have lost the pair I inherited from Papa?"

"No, my dear. I am afraid your extremities will soon blacken and fall off. You will be of no further use to the factory. I shall have to return to the Sex Workhouse in order to support you until I die, mad with Canadian syphilis. Alas - the worst kind of syphilis."

"I hope a nice man picked them up and given them to some other unfortunate foundling."

"I'm sure one did, my dear, cold boy. I'm sure one did."

There's just one thing wrong with your scenario: Canadian syphilis renders the victim rather polite throughout their descent into madness, making it the most desirable form.

[Silent Majority]

On my walk today, I came upon a pair of mitts. I let them be because (a) I don't wear mitts and (b) they seemed child sized.

"Mother, can we afford new gloves now that I have lost the pair I inherited from Papa?"

"No, my dear. I am afraid your extremities will soon blacken and fall off. You will be of no further use to the factory. I shall have to return to the Sex Workhouse in order to support you until I die, mad with Canadian syphilis. Alas - the worst kind of syphilis."

"I hope a nice man picked them up and given them to some other unfortunate foundling."

"I'm sure one did, my dear, cold boy. I'm sure one did."

There's just one thing wrong with your scenario: Canadian syphilis renders the victim rather polite throughout their descent into madness, making it the most desirable form.

Sorry, could you please do something about the fact that I'm mutating into a giant bug, eh?

[Dr. Medulla]

On my walk today, I came upon a pair of mitts. I let them be because (a) I don't wear mitts and (b) they seemed child sized.

"Mother, can we afford new gloves now that I have lost the pair I inherited from Papa?"

"No, my dear. I am afraid your extremities will soon blacken and fall off. You will be of no further use to the factory. I shall have to return to the Sex Workhouse in order to support you until I die, mad with Canadian syphilis. Alas - the worst kind of syphilis."

"I hope a nice man picked them up and given them to some other unfortunate foundling."

"I'm sure one did, my dear, cold boy. I'm sure one did."

There's just one thing wrong with your scenario: Canadian syphilis renders the victim rather polite throughout their descent into madness, making it the most desirable form.

Sorry, could you please do something about the fact that I'm mutating into a giant bug, eh?

No rush and only if you're not busy.

[Marky Dread]

The truth is those mitts were just not cool enough for Doc the punk rock hobo.

[Dr. Medulla]

The truth is those mitts were just not cool enough for Doc the punk rock hobo.

McLaren's plan, all along, was to manufacture tipless gloves as a way of giving lie to rock n roll's promise of liberation.

[Marky Dread]

The truth is those mitts were just not cool enough for Doc the punk rock hobo.

McLaren's plan, all along, was to manufacture tipless gloves as a way of giving lie to rock n roll's promise of liberation.

...and to destroy the establishment by flicking two uncovered fingers at them.