ilovemikehunt

wow...i just had an interesting conversation with a bum. after having talked to him for a second, i decided that i'd help him out. i offered him a dollar, and he's like 'oh come on.' i gave him a dirty ass look and told him how rude that was. yada yada, we ended up talking about his addiction to crack. i lectured him on why he shouldn't smoke crack. i asked him why he was on the streets and he told me that he "fell in love with the wrong people...that were doing drugs.." uh, stop right there. this 43 year old man could not take responsibility for himself for half of a fucking second. i told him to get a job and he started talking about his criminal background. i suggested a temp agency, he bitched about making $5-6/hr. i asked him how much he made on the streets. he paused for a moment then began to throw a temper tantrum about uhh some bullshit. i can't even remember. oh yeh, it was how his credit is fucked up.
i kept telling reminding him that it isn't too late for him to turn his life around. he didn't seem to buy it. he asked me for money, i said that i had offered him a dollar and i that wasn't going to retract the offer. he acted offended before i told him that i would not support his crack habit. i gave him the rest of my cigarettes (i've been hoping someone would ask me.)
my conclusion: drugs suck. well, except shrooms. my ill homie and i have plans to eat some on valentine's day. yay. i just realized this morning that my hair is valentine's day-ed out.