Hi! I'm Hobo Fred! I'm a hobo! [No Duh] And from now on, you will be reading about my amazing journeys! I will be going through dark caves, and across continents! I will meet friends and enemys. And make some cash to with my fully custom made fold up hotdog stand! I have 22$. Pretty good for a hobo eh? Lets not forget my weiner dog Sparky! You will learn more about me in my stories, so, enjoy.
"Hotdogs! Get your mouth watering Hobo Fred Hotdogs right here! Only 1 buck a weiner!"
I, Hobo Fred are in the beutiful Louisiana. I'v made 2 dollars out of the 5 hours I have been out here and I think I have enough cash to get me a water at the grocery. My dog Sparky is kind of like a mascot for me. I found some red and yellow hair dye and since Sparky is a weiner dog the dye looks just like mustard and ketchup on his little weiner shape. And somehow apatizing.
I was getting ready to pack up when 2 men walked up to me.
"Hotdogs eh? One of them said.
"You bet! Best dogs in the country!" Sparky whined. "Oh, um except for Sparky here!
"Hmmmm? How much? Said the man.
"One dollar please." I replied.
He took one, took a bite. And yep, puked all over his friends leather boots.
"OH MY @#%%#&%@$%!!!!!!"
"Wow never heard that one before!" I said
"I am sueing you for all the money you have!" Screamed the man.
"That would be 25 dolars including the money you payed me."
The man sighed and walked away.
I folded up my stand put the reamaning hotdogs back in my pack.
Me and Sparky continued walking until we reached a dirt road. I pulled out my map and said.
"Well Sparky, it will cost all the money we have but maybe we should check into the hotel about a mile down this road for the night."
Sparky ruffed in agreement.
"Theres no pets alowed but I'll try to sneek you in."
She ruffed again.
We kept walking... And walking.... And walking... Then finally I corrected myself.
"Ohhhhhh! When I said mile I was looking at the Nile River! And The hotel was just a dock!"
Sparky let out a long sad whine.
"Sorry Sparky! Looks like we gotta camp out tonight.
We set up camp, ate a couple of dogs, and went to sleep.
Join next week for the next adventure!!!!!
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3 comments:
ah man, all over the leather boots! That is disgusting! How did the other 24 fare?
If your hot dogs are the best in the country, then why did he puke on the leather boots?
By the way, will you follow my blog? We're all in one organization, you know.
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