Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Hobos around town

I had a wonderful time walking down 3rd avenue with a gentleman of leisure today. Not sure how I ended up walking right next to him for 2 blocks, but it was worth it. I'll let his inspired mopnologue speak for itself, and just set the scene by saying that he was wearing a filthy tuxedo jacket, no shirt, and a technical mountaineering backpack.

Hobo: See, you got a yellow bucket and a blue bucket. Forget about the white bucket, forget it. That's none of your concern. Yellow one and a blue one. Hmmmm. That's right. 'Cause if you got a nice bucket well...you know, you know. Ha! Big ole bucket! Uh-uh, he ain't got nothin'. Not no bucket not nothin'. 'Cause a blue bucket, that's a fine bucket. Hey! looka him! big ole white helmet on. Holes cut out for he eyes. Man! He all that and mo'. Bicycle! Bicycle! How I 'sposed to carry two buckets on a bicycle? No way, no way. Yellow bucket, blue bucket, white bucket. Yellow bucket, blue bucket, white bucket...


Blogger Deepy said...

That is one righteous dude.

7:49 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

you're a lucky man. oh, so lucky.

8:00 PM  

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