Apr 21, 2011 00:10
[ This is Hobo-Tyki. This is Hobo-Tyki in front of a small fire located somewhere in what astute people know as Central Park. This is Hobo-Tyki cooking rats and pigeons in full view of the camera, with a wide, wide grin on his face. ]
Don't know why th' lot of ya are goin' nuts about all of this! Really, when ya get right down to the meat of it, it's just free food flyin' and crawlin' about! And they stop comin' at ya as soon as ya get a proper fire goin'! Don't get scared!
[ He has a a rat. On a stick. Nom nom. ]
It's like a friend a'mine always said: ya gotta eat when ya can, love always, and sleep when ya got th' time, or else life will just take you in-between its teeth, grind ya up, then spit you back out again. I been here -- what, a year or two? Maybe less? And I've been travelin everywhere my feet can take me, gettin' the real lay of the land, and ya know what? This ain't any different from what's goin' on in the rest of the world.
[ A beat. ]
It's a mite bit stranger, I'll give ya that. But ya gotta be willin' to take what you can get in this town! And, hey, if this is what we're bein' offered? All these rats and pigeons and whatnot?
Well, that's jus' more chicken and meat t'go around.
† tyki mikk | n/a