hello, friends. good news! a hobo punched me in the face in a mcdonalds today. i dont know why. i was ordering food and he tapped me on the shoulder. i turned around slightly excited, because i thought an old friend recognized me and wanted to say 'hello josh.' it was not an old friend at all, rather an ornery meth head that socked me square in the face, leaving me confused, disoriented, and choking on the pungent musk of whiskey. Ive never been punched in the face before. i always figured there would be more of a heated buildup. instead it was a drunk/insane surprise Hobo Pawnch. 'WHY DID YOU DO THAT' everyone shouted. his response was 'he k