
Hobo Jungle
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P&R Pete
Carl!
Author of the Caboose Car thread, the first come-in from the cold, sit down by the pot-bellied, pop a brew, eat some stinkin' chili, shoot the sh*t, just for the hell's sake of having like-minded souls with whom to shoot the sh*t, thread.
Man, that one went the distance, too. Was a good one.
Nice to have you back around again.
Tramp, thanks for the compliment! Just as crooked, but you super-sized me! Gracias.
The far terminus of the Bloomsburg and Sullivan was a lumbering camp, and I've seen some pictures, and them was some funky-lookin' dudes by week's end. Make us hobos almost look respectable.
But the Friday evening train was full of prostitutes, come up on the Reading from Philadelphia, to help them boys with their paychecks.
It was the Bloomsburg and Sullivan's finest hour.
Jeez, you pimentos-and-olives guys. I come from plainer traditions. Dog-and-a-beer and I'm sittin' pretty. Tonight, Coors light.
Author of the Caboose Car thread, the first come-in from the cold, sit down by the pot-bellied, pop a brew, eat some stinkin' chili, shoot the sh*t, just for the hell's sake of having like-minded souls with whom to shoot the sh*t, thread.
Man, that one went the distance, too. Was a good one.
Nice to have you back around again.
Tramp, thanks for the compliment! Just as crooked, but you super-sized me! Gracias.
The far terminus of the Bloomsburg and Sullivan was a lumbering camp, and I've seen some pictures, and them was some funky-lookin' dudes by week's end. Make us hobos almost look respectable.
But the Friday evening train was full of prostitutes, come up on the Reading from Philadelphia, to help them boys with their paychecks.
It was the Bloomsburg and Sullivan's finest hour.
Jeez, you pimentos-and-olives guys. I come from plainer traditions. Dog-and-a-beer and I'm sittin' pretty. Tonight, Coors light.
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Jackie Blue
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Jackie Blue
I was sittin' on this fence waiting for a westbound. In my pocket was a ball of wax. The only possession on my person, except for the vacuum pump in my breast pocket. I had heard back east, that people out west were riding ocean waves on crudely shaped boards. I felt in my heart I had something to contribute to the cult.


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Jackie Blue
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