Temp tramp
After a night on the piss and epic weed session I crashed on my mates floor.

The following day feeling very fragile I set off home by bus and unfortunatly it was a two bus journey. I got a bus into town and was waiting for the one to take back to my house/shower/bed. It was taking ages (it was sunday) I couldn't stand up anymore so I sat with my back against the wall. A tramp loomed into view, wandering down the road looking in the bins. He spotted somthing and rummaged and came out with a 1/2 eaten pasty.

He then came over to me sat down, took a few bites bites of his rank prize then offered it to me. With dawning horror (and rising gorge) I realised he thought I was a fellow tramp. My still stoned, hungover mind reeled trying to think of somthing to say but luckily the bus came so I got up quickly, waved bye to him and got on.

Back home looking in a mirror I could see his point
(sittingduck Attention seeking, bullshitting fuck-knuckle, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 16:22, Reply)