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| My name is Hobocop. I used to be a dying hobo, and then the government decided to spare my life and give me robot parts. | |
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| Why would the government pay to have some hobo stay alive? You're part of the problem with America today, shouldn' they have just let you die? | |
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| No, now I'm part of the solution. Now that I have robot parts, I'm doing my part to stop crime where it hits the hardest. | |
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| Yeah, I've seen you policing the lines down at the soup kitchen. Way to go, Batman. | |
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| That reminds me- they're serving beef stew today. I gotta get back to work because the lines are going to be super-long today. | |
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| It's about time. It's gonna take me weeks to get the smell of feet, b.o. and vomit out of my clothes. | |
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