Was with my parents at a local eating establishment a few weeks ago having lunch. Next to us was a dirty hippy with all kinds of piercings in her face. Looks like she fell face first into a tackle box. Also had several tattoos on her neck and a few on her face. Of course she had a small child with her dressed in filthy clothing and dirty as hell. As I walked by i pointed at her face and asked " How are those job interviews going for ya? Not to well I'm assuming". She gave me a stunned look, the kid kinda smiled, the guy at another table crapped his pants in shock and had a grin from ear to ear, and my parents wondered what the hell got into me to say that. It was EPIC. Pretty much fed up with them. I am really hoping that Kalifornia passes the recreational MJ bill so some of these crapstains move out of here for a better climate. Probably wishful thinking, but there is some merit to it. Our winters suck for these pavement wanderers. California would be much better suited for them.