So a hot homeless crackhead showed up at my door about two hours ago. He woke me from sleep with his knocking, so I let him in like an idiot. He fell asleep beside me. I didn't sleep but I just thought about how I get myself into shit like this. So then I showered and freshened up while he snoozed. Then I roused him and told him he had to go. I grilled him on how his life led him to this point, while he asked if he could have a tshirt. In a stroke of irony, the first shirt I pulled out was my Habitat For Humanity shirt. It fit him perfectly. :)
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