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What the fuck does it want?
Someone throw a stick at it.

That will only aggravate the situation.

never throw sticks at homeless people. just beg them for pocket change. that usually gets rid of them.

impale it on a stake in your yard to scare off the others

do not let them in, no matter how cold it is. I let a homeless person in once. they stayed for 10 hours. had to call the cops to get them to leave.

oh, before I forget... STFU NOOB.

she was a friend of my then girlfriend

she smelled like mold. It was thanksgiving so when she came knocking I invited her in and made her some soup, then gave her some warm clothes, then after she spent 3 hours in the bathroom "changing" I called the cops. Pretty sure she was in there shooting up and has passed out.

You called the cops on a homeless junkie on THANKSGIVING? Did you piss in the soup before you made her eat it too?

And to think: all she wanted was a warm place to shit/shoot up. You're just scum, man.

probably just a climber looking for some weed and a block of chalk. they often appear homeless.

If you saw that person on MY porch, it was me... coming home....

was it a nice porch???

come on, all this talk of porches, it had to be said...

hahahaha jesus christ this is fucking hilarious. i login and see this shit. definitely didn't post it. i'm assuming it's a mod fucking around. either way if there were a homeless person on my porch i would fill a pillowcase up with bars of soap and beat the shit out of them with it.


see what i fucking did there?

Never said.

Just another climber....with a nicer porch than you.

pics

i piss on my porch.

i piss off my porch.

porches: they are for pissing.

I had a homeless lady give me food one time. Changes your perspectives a bit...

Were you in Soviet Russia? Is this a Yakov Smirnoff joke?

I LOVE THIS COUNTRY!

Rock_Climbing_Sucks wrote:hahahaha jesus christ this is fucking hilarious. i login and see this shit. definitely didn't post it. i'm assuming it's a mod fucking around. either way if there were a homeless person on my porch i would fill a pillowcase up with bars of soap and beat the shit out of them with it.


see what i fucking did there?

stfu.

back in college in west philly, chilling on the front porch one afternoon after classes with the housemates and a case of natty light, dude walks up the steps and asks for a beer. we all looked at each other, saying "hell no" with our eyes. dude then introduces himself as "otis the superman rapper" and busts into Grandmaster Flash's "The Message". naturally, that earned him a beer.

naturally, we couldn't get him to leave afterwards. true story.