Where'd everybody go?

I think the po-po has been doin homeless cleansing lately around the pier. I spotted Hub on the other side of town. He was talking to Uncle Fester's nephew. I haven't thought of a good tag for him yet, but he really is Jackie Coogan's nephew. He's mellowed out in the few years I've known him. He's young and he used to be so crazy! Anyway that's water under the bridge.
Hub said they just threw him in the drunk tank and then let him out. No, he said kicked him out. They said he stunk.
Speaking of stunk, tomorrow I'm taking Bandaid to the shower church. His partner (I haven't nicknamed her yet) said she wants to go as well. I know how a shower can give you a different outlook on things after you've been cruddy for a while.
Luigi (another homeless) was tellin' me how a car wrecked and he helped get the baby out. He said he went back for the lady's purse and as he grabbed it the cops gave him a hard time as though he was trying to steal it. He told the cop that he was helping and they ran him and frisked him and the whole works. He said the cop asked him "next time you see an accident what are you going to do?" Luigi said "I guess I'm gonna ignore it!" The cop said "That's right, now get outa here!" Luigi said of course he would still help someone in distress. "I mean do I look homeless!?" He does but I didn't tell him that because he was so sincere about the question. Later on I got to thinkin' that maybe I should have told him-- "Yes, you do look homeless," lest he remain in his ignorance. Proverbs 27:5 "Open rebuke is better than love carefully concealed. That's water under the bridge now, live and learn. Next time I'll know better! TC