...Leslie, from the window of her car, offered a homeless man a pack of crackers . Without getting up from behind his cardboard sign he yelled, "I'm allergic to peanut butter". So goes life.
As a poor musician in Nashville I gave a homeless man (holding a "hungry" sign) our leftovers on the way home from dinner one night. As I drove off I looked in the rearview mirror only to see him toss the bag in the garbage can. The following day, I went hugry.
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She yelled back, "share them with a friend, you schmuck!" That was so crogra (captcha word) of her.
Ironically, they were cheese crackers... with a $100 dollar bill attached. Oh well.
Why, back in MY DAY we ate peanut butter BECAUSE we were allergic to it!
As a poor musician in Nashville I gave a homeless man (holding a "hungry" sign) our leftovers on the way home from dinner one night. As I drove off I looked in the rearview mirror only to see him toss the bag in the garbage can. The following day, I went hugry.
George, what did you eat that night? You weren't the local lambfries champ or anything, were you?
I once offered a homeless man in Seattle a bottle of beer and he repsonded, "I'm alergic to hefeweizen." So it goes.
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