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Originally Posted by Jack Sparrow
Whenever i get to go for groceries there is this homeless guy playing his Harmonica. Little dog with him, staring at me with these sad watery eyes.
I cant help but throw in some money every single time, and he off course wishes me all the best and health and whatever.
Any of you suckering for this too? Or is it just because im not used to 100s of them on every corner  |
WELL.....I did before this happened....You'll never believe this shit. So I was at dunkins one day and it was a nice sunday morning. There was a rough looking african american sitting there just outside as I walked in. I didn't have change...until I got my coffee. I gave him a handful of change and even realized i had additional change in my other pockets. I felt good. Helped him out. I then realized I forgot a straw for the Iced coffee. No biggie I'll just run back in and grab one. What did I see. He shuffled through all of the coins that I gave him...and threw all the pennies on the ground and kept only those of higher value. I let this MOFO have a huge piece of my mind. That was the last time I gave anyone change. It's his fault that no one will get it ever again. I was bullshit!