*or till one gets stabbed in the eye over a leg of fried chicken.

Bums and their Bum friends. It’s an amazing sight.

I don’t know what it is about these guys. They’re hypnotizing to me. When there is just one bum standing on the corner begging for my change it’s pretty annoying, but when there’s one with his B.B.F.F. chatting about scamming McDonalds for a free double cheeseburger it’s magical.

This is dedicated to The Chi… and all its B.B.F.F.s.

Obviously talking about jugs of the female kind.

I don’t think your licensed for this kind of thing.

Sometimes all you gots is a dogfriend.

Monies!

All gutter up in here. 

Yep.

-Oh! Oozi