Oh, the Places You Go
You meet the strangest people and find the wierdest things in storm drains…
While I may have once or twice contemplated living in a storm drain should the end of the world come and I find myself forced to hide from radioactive Republican zombie hordes, I don’t think I’d do so just because I was, you know, homeless.
Then again, I’ve never (quite) been homeless, so what the hell do I know?
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