Breaking the Rules
For the first time in a long time he made it to the platform without being bothered by street walkers and hobos, something the fox would have taken notice of normally.
Nyandemic Story, pt. 22
._ i was _not_ in a mood to have big important conversations right now; not dressed like a hobo, not with my emotions jumbling up at the drop of a hat, not when i couldn't even figure out how to _sit_ right, not while i was freaking _sore_ in the freaking
Microscope - Chapter 3
And you look like a hobo. they sauntered across the length of the park, in the direction of another vehicle that looked a lot like the one that almost rammed her earlier. she decided to not tell mazur about that incident.
Alcatraz Ch. IV ~ Lesson in Pain
I remarked i'd seen a few hobos do this before and everyone either laughed or got quiet. today's events had been discarded but not forgotten. reyna and jake didn't speak directly and riddick seemed glad to have me between him and jake.
The Dominion Diaries: Or the Rise of a Supervillain
She pointed out that the bunnies who arrived with us looked like hobos not intimidating minions of a genius criminal. compared to the guards in their standard issue security guard uniforms they were a joke!
A Day In The Life Of A Broke-Ass, Touring Punk Band
And now that the crowd's interest has been piqued and the band is more than just background ambiance to them, both "graffiti is the artist's last great frontier" and "the king of the hobos" receive ample amounts of applause; clapping, hooting, hollering, skanking
Jim's Night Out ("Jim and the Frog" series, #2)
Yeesh, did i look like a dirty hobo to him? i threw my pants at him and he put them on, strategically placing his hands so i couldn't see his crotch. "you know, it feels strange..." he said as he adjusted his pants.
Wonderduck: Origins
Bursting from a hobo's fire nearest where the sensor had gone off he turned only to find the duck floating in midair beside him. "i guess you can fly!"
Your Mother Wears Army Boots (By Avoozl)
Laying across a bench was a hobo in several worn layers of clothing, clutching a paper bag to his chest with his folded arms.
Others, Part 1
I call it the "alterhuman hobo fantasy" genre. you're gonna see more animals realizing their destiny, more strange events in everyday locations.
Zero Point: Chapter 21- Picking Up the Pieces
He hadn't shaved in several days, and he was starting to look more like a hobo than a professional soldier. he'd have to remedy that. "we both need some time to regroup. why don't i grab a quick shower and we can discuss this over something to eat?"
Sing In Me, Holy One, and Through Me
Some no-account hobo sings at my ranch hand and suddenly he's..." his cutting remarks were rather hampered in that he had not the slightest idea what had, in fact, happened to rafe. "...like that?" "nossir," louie interjected.