"But what would you do with it when you caught him?" I hear you cry.
Ah simple, poke him with a stick. Then put him in a mason jar with a stick, some grass, and a carrot (bums need their veggies!). Though, a 6 ft mason jar is kinda hard to find. Then, when he was about to die. I'd take his picture and throw him back into the urban wilderness so he may panhandle away.
7:07 AM
Fun with bums
Yesterday, I decided that I'd like to have fun with the bum situation in Seattle. I'd like to catch one. And I know how. Set up a box, with a stick attached and set some bait. And when the bum goes for the half-smoked cigarette, I'd pull the string, and catch him.
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Are you in Seattle? Without seeing me? I am more than a little hurt. Show yourself Hazy Jane!
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