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I stole a homeless man's beer.
Don't worry I will explain.
Yesterday I was walking down Ridgeway Alley and on some nice woman's doorstep was this greasy dirty, foul stanky homeless man drinking beer and being human trash. And he swore at me when i walked by. So I went to go get a sandwich because I was famished. When i came out of the cafe the man was now in front of the liquor store begging for some change. I thought he must have just uprooted all his "treasures" and moved on. So i went back up the alley towards school and noticed that this man had left all his trash on the ground. What does he think, the world is his trash can? After further inspection, i found he left his brown paper bag with his 4 remaining Pabst Blue Ribbon. There was only one thing that came into mind. It had to be done.
I TOOK IT. I took it and ran. I mean, who does he think he is, fooling the good people of the world who give him their hard earned change to go buy "food". I felt passionate about this, I;ll teach him a lesson. If people WITH homes cant leave perfectly good beer on the street without a homeless man stealing it in a second if he could then why should he be able to? I threw it away.
Later I felt maybe this was an irrational act and i began feeling a little guilty. I took away this man's possible only pleasure in life. But I felt I was doing him some good. I hope it takes him weeks to earn the change to buy himself a new six pack of Pabst because maybe by then he won't want it anymore...
besides- he stank.
Don't worry I will explain.
Yesterday I was walking down Ridgeway Alley and on some nice woman's doorstep was this greasy dirty, foul stanky homeless man drinking beer and being human trash. And he swore at me when i walked by. So I went to go get a sandwich because I was famished. When i came out of the cafe the man was now in front of the liquor store begging for some change. I thought he must have just uprooted all his "treasures" and moved on. So i went back up the alley towards school and noticed that this man had left all his trash on the ground. What does he think, the world is his trash can? After further inspection, i found he left his brown paper bag with his 4 remaining Pabst Blue Ribbon. There was only one thing that came into mind. It had to be done.
I TOOK IT. I took it and ran. I mean, who does he think he is, fooling the good people of the world who give him their hard earned change to go buy "food". I felt passionate about this, I;ll teach him a lesson. If people WITH homes cant leave perfectly good beer on the street without a homeless man stealing it in a second if he could then why should he be able to? I threw it away.
Later I felt maybe this was an irrational act and i began feeling a little guilty. I took away this man's possible only pleasure in life. But I felt I was doing him some good. I hope it takes him weeks to earn the change to buy himself a new six pack of Pabst because maybe by then he won't want it anymore...
besides- he stank.