I've been meaning to write this post for a while and tell the famous hobo story. I'm pretty sure it is my Mom's favorite story that I have ever told her and no matter how slightly embarrassing it is, it never fails to make any of us laugh.
*The scene is a normal day at work hanging out at the shop when a lady with a bruised black and blue arm comes in. She talks to Max for a while and then leaves.*
Me: What happened to her arm?
Max: She was bit by a hobo...poor lady.
Me: A hobo??
Max: Oh yeah. They are all over Rexburg. One time I was camping and I woke up and there was one on my chest. I just shooed it away.
Me: ....really?
Max: Yeah they live in a lot of basements around here.
Me: That's...weird.
Max: They can't really climb up walls so you are safe.
Me: ....climb walls?
Max: Yeah but they are one of the most poisonous spiders.
Me: Wait...a spider?! I thought you meant a homeless person!
