I Know It's Hot Outside but You're Sleeping in Human Feces

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PROTIP: If you are coming down off your smack high and you want to take a little snooze on one of the filthiest sidewalks in the city, leave your shirt on.  If you must take your shirt off, let your dermatologist know you’ll be stopping by later.

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19 Responses to “I Know It's Hot Outside but You're Sleeping in Human Feces”

  1. Dude says:

    Great post, douchebag

    • long time reader, first time commenter says:

      the people who comment on this blog are complete yuppie idiots. when there is a post about how clean the ‘hood is, everyone flips out and complains about how vagrants shit all over their precious streets. i’ve read so many comments of people complaining about pissing, shitting, drug-dealing, drug-using, passed-out homeless people on this blog that i swear that its readers are just a hundred little giulianis.

      yet, all of the sudden, it’s not okay to mess with homeless people who pass out on a heavily trafficked street? what the hell is wrong with you people?

      i swear kevin crafts his posts just to bait the readers of this blog into exposing how idiotic they truly are.

  2. Jake says:

    I don’t want to get all self-righteous and white people about this, but uh, you are basically just making fun of a homeless dude passed out on the street. This blog is way better than that, usually.

  3. Mission Mistaken says:

    Perchance admiring the beautiful, no, IRONIC artwork up on the wall above him? Sorry, couldn’t resist. I like this blog a lot but its taken on a lefty culture bully’s tone lately. In other words, starting to shape shift into its host city like white on rice.

  4. wazzie says:

    It’s probably the sexpigeon influence that’s sweeping the city.

  5. Eris says:

    Wow, takes a big man to shit on the less fortunate. Kudos ass.

  6. Kristin says:

    I walked by that guy yesterday as the cops were just waking him up and asking him to leave. I don’t think he was homeless. That pile of clothing next to him was clearly what had once composed the top portion of his outfit. He was clearly fucked up on something. So, not homeless. Just a junkie of some breed or another. A well hydrated junkie.

  7. jimbeam says:

    As much as I hate to agree with a lot of the wackos, the tone/content has definitely taken on the bullshit gentrifier/cultural tourist tone that is so fucking annoying about the new tech/creative services money that has flooded into the city in the last five years.