I am SO over them! Whatever happened to the nice ones who would offer to do some yard work, or pain the house for a few dollars? Now they're all just looking for a free ride. Pathetic.
Trying waaaay too hard, OP.
Hobos were (are) guys who used to travel from town to town in search of work. That search defined them.
Free ride guys are just homeless people on the make.
Wait until your tricks start asking for cab fare!
I just want my house painted!
I hate them too. One of the women hobos asked me for money so I gave him a check and she said, "It ain't enough"
I agree. The damn hobos are every fucking where. At every intersection. They wait for you to come out of the grocery or post office to ask for help, what with how they had their wallet stolen / were left by their friends / lost their bus ticket. It's fucking obnoxious. I caught some fucker picking all the plums off my tree, inside of my fenced yard last week. I was going to make jam. Can't now. They go thru my recycle bin looking for cans, and leave cardboard and plastic tubs on the ground, and I'm standing 10 feet away!
They're usually kind of listless, until you see them running away with your sweet potato pie that you had in the window.
I was feeling sorry for one who was lying by the road, and I offered him some corn from my wagon. He asked if it was shucked. I said no, and he said, "drive on." Lazy fucker.
Dealing with the underclasses is one of life's great burdens.
^went to the website.... It sucked.
You're talking about homebums, OP, not hobos. Hobos ride the rails; homebuns sit in Tompkins SQ or in front of 7-11s and harass people for money. They barely move. They're like the Gayle Grindses of the homeless population, grafting to the sidewalk.
HA HA Erin Moron is poor.
Blanche's brother is a hobo?
You never know if the beggars really need the money or are just taking advantage of generous people. I always alert the nearest store manager to remove them. They are a potential detriment to businesses. Even homeless organizations beg people not to give money.