One night about two months, my buddies and I were heading out on a drinking binge and we came across a bum. This guy was your typical bum: dressed like one, scruffy, missing teeth, stank of booze, red eyes, etc.
He asks my friend "Hanalee" if he could spare a dollar for a pizza slice. My friend struck up a conversation with this bum and they continued talking for a good 20 minutes.
As it turned out, the bum confessed that he need $10 more to go buy a "half-quarter of green" so that he could burn a J.
He also told my friend that he used to work in a specific neighbourhood one time and Honalee kind of related to the guy in some sort of cosmic sense.
Needless to say, the bum that day ended up with $17 from Honalee! |ohhhhh|
Fast forward to just last weekend, we came across the very same bum. The guy not only remembered Hanalee's name and EVERY detail about their conversation, he gave Hanalee some good smoke too!
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