You gotta love LA, its one of the only places where you can’t walk down the street without running into 15 homeless people. As you might have read before, I don’t exactly like homeless folks. They smell, they panhandle you to death, get mad if you don’t give them money, they talk to themselves etc. But sometimes, they provide much needed comic relief.
On Sunday afternoon, my buddy Steve was walking over to the bar to watch football with me. On the way, he ran into a really cute kid being pushed in a stroller by her dad.
In front of them, a homeless man stepped out from between two parked cares. He then pulled down his pants, exposing his bare ass to them.
Steve tried hard to hold in his laughter, but couldn’t. He had no idea that it was about to get more comical.
The homeless guy squatted down.
“Oh no,” Steve thought. “He’s not going to… yep he is!”
The homeless guy pooed right on the concrete sidewalk where Steve, the father and his daughter were walking.
Steve ran past the pooing guy. He tried not to get hit by the butt spray.
The poor father tried to do the same. Bad Idea. The concrete was uneven because tree roots had broken the sidewalk up. The stroller wheels hit a crack and the force of the father’s pushing forced his daughter to teeter precariously on the edge of falling into a poop stream!
She fell out of the stroller… directly towards the shit missle…
The father grabbed his daughter right before her head hit the chocolate soft serve that was coming out of the homeless butt. CLOSE CALL!
Homeless people. Pooping on sidewalks for comedy relief for thousands of years.
(Props to Steve for the asssome story. Get it? Asssome? It's like awesome but... nevermind.)
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Good for people to know.
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