...when I was ACCOSTED by a hobobear trying to get into my car. He wasn't the stinky type....he was a fat stalky little turd wearing levis, a nice winter coat, and clean tennis shoes....BUT the little turd had a crutch he was walking with. He was clearly trying to fake a limp...and he didn't have a cast or anything. So I'm literally trying to climb into my drivers seat and the turd comes right in between the cars and kinda blocks the door standing there so I can't shut it. He tells me "SIR SIR SIR SIR....I was driving home from work when I ran out of gas. Could I please get a few bucks for gas? I'll even get your address and send you the money later?"
I wasn't going to argue with him...I just said "Not today hobobear...now step away. I'm leaving."
I noticed him walking away....clearly faking a limp poorly (that crutch made me nervous...very weapon-like).
THAT PISSED ME OFF! Must they stalk you in store parking lots?
I think I'll go back there today and kill him.
Have you killed any hobobears lately?

















