Hobo

Recently I learned a new word: Hobo. Nope, hobos are not hobbits and neither will they be. They are not a kind of race either. Hobos are multicultural homeless people living on the streets, drinking beer and smoking weed, plus scooping a few half-bitten, moss-covered Big Macs in the garbage bin. According to Wikipedia, my favourite and the world's most trusted web encyclopedia (Actually I like Chickipedia better, but don't tell anybody), Hobo is a term that refers to homeless migrants, particularly those who make a habit of hopping freight trains. The iconic image of a hobo is that of an itinerant beggar, one that was solidified in American culture during the Great Depression. Hobos are often depicted carrying a bindle and/or a sign asking for money. I learned about this word when my 9 year old cousin showed me this cool Hobo game online. You control a homeless, outright rude and extremely disgusting Hobo that has powers like puking green, radioactive-like mushy stuff and passing motion (sh*tting) on people to kill them. On the other hand, there are lighter attacks like spitting, farting and shooting mucus at enemies, namely police, the garbage collectors, high school dudes, hookers, their clients and some crazy aunties. The Hobo's mission is just to find a decent place to sleep, but the garbage collectors always mess with him so he wasn't happy with it at all. Nice game, too bad it was too short. Really want to try some neat Hobo moves with my classmates next time. Probably it will start a Hobo War that will cause the Hobo Judgement Day and Hobo-Terminators to attack me with burps and faeces and I will change my name to John Kevin Hobo Connor Jr. and be the prophesied messiah for all the Hobos in this world. Damn, I gotta stop day-dreaming. Hobos rule!