The Greatest Things

Is that eventually, when you do run into a real hobo, your costume will turn from humorous joke, to unfunny, insensitive, and downright mean. Of course it could be worse, you could assume that it was another hobo zombie, and not a real hobo. You could have walked over, started grabbing him, only to be screamed at and shoved to the ground, then to turn and look up to him, only to watch him run away screaming and knocking over trash cans.

That’s really the only tradeoff with being a Hobo Zombie.

And, if you ask me, I say:

Fair trade.