The Hobo,All of the Hobos you see on the street. Do you think they have normal lives? Do you think they have money? Do you think that they can sleep at night?No hobo can have more than ten dollars - or they get mugged. They go to secret street alleys at night to sleep. They do not have normal lives. But that is not because they are hobos and live on the street. It's because they work for a secret society and religion.HOBOISM
But you see, there is a lot more to it than you think. And even more you are not even allowed to know. So next time you see a hobo down an alley or doing something particularly strange you will know that they are in this secret society of poor, homeless but scheming people.
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The book of Bibo
(The book of Liam)
it adhere to the formula because it said so I and I am just going to keep writing this really long bible on hoboism it will be so boring that you will probably just walk away and get something to eat but when you reach the fridge you realise that you have no fridge because you are a hobo and that you don't have a computer which means you would have never been able to read this email and because you are a hobo you live on the street and because you are a hobo the only way you would have thought of this if you had been bashed and had your money stolen but if you were a hobo you wouldn't have any money there for meaning that you must not be a hobo and you must have money but if you have money why are you living in the bin which must mean you are a hobo but that would mean that you are really?
(Becoming a Hobo)
You as a non-hobo reading this book is about to become the next hobo bowing to hoboism we have no leader but nor do we have no loser; this is because we are all hobos at the bottom. This is where we belong this is where we live our lives. You as the world newest hobo must adhere to this formula and never have more money then $10 and if you do have more than 10 dollars you would no longer be a hobo and shall live in a fancy house for life being one of those posh no snub bastards who we eat there fish that has nothing wrong with it, that you chuck at us in the bin while we sleep.
The Book of Jake
(The origins of hoboism)
Long, long ago, there was a man. He was in a poor family. But he had a dream. He was going to be rich, he was going to be powerful, he was going to rule the world. So he set of to the streets acting like a drunk for spare change. Over the time of 10 years he earned $9.99. But on the first day of the 11th year he was mugged. So he tried again and after 10 years earned $9.99. And again on the first day of the 11th year… he was mugged. So he tried again but stopped on the 11thyear. He then came up with an idea; to start a group of people and he called them ‘The Hobos’. They each gathered $9.99. No more than $10.00. Hundreds of people around the world joined in the cause for ‘The Hobos’. But one day, that man died at the age of 5642.89692448755 years. It was a sad moment for all of ‘The Hobos’. But in memory of that great man they gathered more and more people trying to fulfil that man’s dream, not to be rich but – TO RULE THE WORLD!!!
(Jealousy)
Jealousy. If you do follow the hobo way of life you would know this emotion exceedingly well. It is the feeling you get when you see somebody with $11 but you know you would never be allowed to carry that much money. And when you wake up in an alley and start to wander the streets for food, you find a $10 000 000 house with a full lobster sitting in their bin. These are the sorts of things that make you jealous but they are also the things that make you who you are. So it isn’t the things you have or the food you eat it’s you. You are worth more than everybody (except for Bill Gates) in some way or another.
(Priorities)
In a normal person’s life (not a hobo) there are many priorities; get the kids ready, have breakfast, get to work, do work, have a coffee break, do more work, have lunch, do more work, have another coffee break, do more work, get home, get the kids home from school, watch the news, make dinner, have dinner, have dessert, get the kids to bed, pay off the debt, pay off the mortgage, pay off the bills and maybe do something special with their partner. But a hobo’s priorities are much simpler than that. They only have three. Wake up (from a random street alley), survive the day – trying to find food and what not, and find a street alley to sleep in to see the next day come. Those are the priorities of a hobo.
(Wishes)
Wishes, the things that people long for the most but know are the most unlikely to happen. These wishes are things that separate the normal from the abnormal. A normal person would wish for wealth, a big home, a healthy family and other things like that. But the abnormal – hobos. Hobos like us (if you are a hobo, wait if you aren’t a hobo why are you reading this), we long and wish for the things that others take for granted. A bed, food, money and even just a warm and loving family but as we are wishing for it, we know that it will never happen.
(Special Occasion)
]A normal family has many special occasions in a year. Birthdays, Easter, Christmas, public holidays, family outings, outings with friends and there are probably more. But hobos, they can’t celebrate these things. They probably don’t know their birthday or even the date. They don’t have anybody to get presents from. They don’t have anybody to celebrate and go out with. There are no special occasions in a Hobo’s year. They just take each day as a special occasion amazed at the fact that they are still alive.
(Family)
Normal people love to come into a nice warm home. The warmth in that home created by their loving family. They have people there for them when times are bad that will help them get through it and cheer them up. And when there are happy times there are people there to celebrate with. But for a hobo when they wind up in another street alley, it is cold and dark. Nobody is there to comfort them from their rough day - nothing but a sewer rat that squeaks in the corner. Hobos live lonely lives and take each day as their last.
(Fun)
Fun is one of the biggest things normal people take for granted. They have it when they are with friends, when playing against enemies of the field, they even have fun when they are by themselves playing a game on the computer. But for a hobo, this is not the case. A hobo will roam the streets alone in a world of sorrow and stereotype. He will have no fun, in fact he will have the opposite. Until he finds that left over lobster sitting in the bin. But when he goes to eat it, he sees the maggots. Then his world falls back into darkness – until the next lobster…
(A Home)
Hobos live on the street, in the nearest alley they can find. But a normal person, they have a home. A set place where they go to at night to eat, sleep, chat, watch T.V and the rest. But a hobo doesn’t have a home. No protection, no warmth, no food, no bed, nothing – just an alley and him. This is the life of a hobo, but just as a normal person is used to their home, a hobo is used to his.
This is half of the book of Bibo, The secret organisation has given special permission for you people to read such knowledge, Treasure it and guard the secrets of this book.
