Wow thats cool, he does sound friendly!
I once had a hobo living in my house. You see my mom had some stuff to do. She had to build a deck and bassilcly remodel the back. My mom knew someone who knew him and they said he was a good worker, so my mom hired him, gave him a home meals every day and stuff. He was a total alcoholic so he screwed up the deck and my mom wanted to tell him that he had to leave. I refused. I wouldnt let him leave for I had grown close to him after he ahd been living with us for quite somtime. He was a great guy too. So eventually he moved out because he refused to take up the "quit drinking" lessons my mom offered to pay for. The last thing I heard fom him was: "Hey that guy looks like me! He looks like just a big lonley cowboy that nobody really knows about"(we were playing Stranger's Wrath that morning and he was reffering to Stranger) Then I left for school and never talked to him again, though sometimes Ill be driving and Ill see him walking along.
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