Experiment 11236.5578
Sheldon finally figured out the difference between the dean listening to the voices, and the average crazy hobo. the hobo never stopped and listened, never changed timbre and cadence and tone.
Nightshift
He ran across the park to mark his favorite tree, passing the duck pond and the park bench where the old hobo with the hungarian accent was often sleeping, shortly after leaping in-between two loose fence boards, when all of the sudden he was caught in a wire
Mickey Mouse in the Public Domain - Chapter 11
Oswald looked a little uncomfortable, "yeah, he was like some guy chased me and pete around back when we were trying out the hobo life and the like, he wasn't even that important.
A Werewolf Halloween
After a while we pretty much looked like werewolves for the most part, or hairy hobos if you saw us from a distance. "hurry guys! i wanna get all the good houses before it gets dark!"
Black Friday
Gotta pitch camp, gonna dress like a hobo, outside the mall, i'm freezing in the cold. deals are running out, everybody's shoving gotta get in to the door busters! gotta fight for my place outside of macy's.
The oath of the brother-in-blood
“yesterday, it was me and hobo and the little boss. bucky calls in, 'oh, shit, i'm spiked' — like everybody wakes up all at once. how many were there, roulez? thirty?" “thirty-five."
That Which Must Not Be Seen
The otter jumped up and ran up to the room with the hobo bed. this time he skipped the top step. in the ill lighting a pizza crust flew across the room. he tried to focus on the rather bare room. the thin covers of the makeshift bed moved.
We two: The breakdown
"you guys look like hobos." the door was once again knocked. "i'll get this one." lucas said, lazily pulling himself up, yawning and heading for the door.
Modes of Expression
hobo was merely a waste of space and resources. _am i that cold?_ mike pressed his chest against seth's back, sandwiching him against the truck. “i didn't like seeing him hit you like that.
Ch. 1 So Troublesome
Sifting through the pocket of my hobo sweatpants the worse came to worse when i realized...i was one quarter short.
Refining a Lord's Perversion
I looked more like a hobo, with bags under my blue eyes or my muzzle marked by dropping lips. i hated what i saw at that moment, watching my horns and my gray skin… yet without the mask i had carefully crafted over the years.
Chapter 1
Rei stood at my side and looked up at me, "are you gonna dress like a hobo to the cafe?" i looked down at the kid, he was not very tall, standing to my shoulder and although meatier than i last saw him in person, still small in frame.