I Look Better Naked

Once was I was sitting at the bus stop on Cental and Wyoming with my friend Brian and out of nowhere or perhaps the McDonald's parking lot behind us a homeless man wearing a filty oversized t-shirt that read, " I Look Better Naked" emerged and started talking to us in a deluge of words which for the most part sounded like gibberish. I nodded along so as not to offend the vagrant and Brian stayed quiet and lingered in the background. He was a shy guy.

Amongst what I suspected was crackheaded nonsense, the man said somthing that I will never forget.

"How old are you boys?' He said.

"Eighteen," I told him.

"Eighteen...let me tell you boys somthing ..."

Our ears perked, or at least mine did as I could sense some sort earnest wisdom comming on or at least somthing entertaining and bizzare.

"It takes ten seconds to get into touble and a lifetime to get out."

He went on to say somthing else, but right then the oncomming traffic from Central drowned out voice.That's it and then he dissapeared. Actually he went accross the street to ask people for spare change.

Sometimes wisdom comes in the most unlikely and unsuspectiong packages.