One night, I was sneaking through the trainyards, looknig for a hobo to kill. No one would miss a hobo, you see, as they were always getting run over by trains or killed in bum fights. So with my rusty pipe I staled one and snuck up on him when he was asleep. My pipe brought vengeance upon his head, and I stole his lungs. Now the lungs are happy, b/c they get all the food they want, and occasionaly get to travel. They hate physics, and it makes them sleep. Sadly, I am exposed to physics a lot, being a physics student, and it makes it hard to get through class like this. Not that I got into graduate school or anything. I will steal their lungs with a rusty pipe if theyie not careful. The police will never catch me.Check out my website and blog for more tales of hobos and evil monkeys.
