Nobody talks like that, it’s something that didn’t happen, unless your story is only the first line and the last line.
Oh, it didn't happen because in your worthless opinion "nobody talks like that," huh?
You know, if I didn't think some anonymous zilch online believed a homeless psycho harassed me, I don't think I could bare it.
Niiiice job cracking the case, looter.
Nice, you’re angry at someone on the the internet. You’re diatribe added a lot of details that wasn’t in my comment. I think I hit a nerve. You exploded. Hilarious.
To a snowflake I guess that might seem like a diatribe.
And it's "YOUR diatribe", dipshit.
Stick to looting, looter.
Eh, I could totally see that happening. I've had enough conversations with the extendedly-homeless to have lost my expectation that they'll seem normal by any stretch. Even the ones who I'm not sure were mentally I'll seem like they build a crazy persona as some kind of defense mechanism or something.
One very friendly hitchhiker I picked up shouted "I'm a Beatle" while waving as I pulled away. A very old lady I gave some food thanked me by saying "Bless you! L-O-L; B-R-B; you and your family!"
The truly homeless, who have been so for a long time, usually did not get that way as normal people; and even if they were they don't stay that way. It's a very hard life.
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