To the hobo around oxford and oak street… don’t ever come on my private property again looking for recycables. Yes I store them in a recycle bin on my deck and I put them out every other monday morning for you to do as you please with. I never giv you permission to come into my back yard and on my deck to help yourself to them. You didn’t expect me to be up at 5 am did you, and you certainly didnt expect to look up into my kitchen window and see me there inches frmo your face ont eh other sideof the glass cutting my bagel with the biggest knife I have in my kitchen… that means get off my deck.

THEN you had the balls to point at bottles you could see through the window when my roomate was in my kitchen one morning. That was fuckin bold buddy, you’re lucky that it wasn’t me and that my roomate is a nice guy…. even though he didnt gie you the two empty beer bottles that were on my counter.

There is now a webcam set up to detect motion on my deck. Next time the vid is going to the cops.

Get off my Deck (not dick)

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  1. I’ve had this happen as well. It was in the middle of the day and I was painting my kitchen, up on a ladder, when I hear “Hey” from my screen door, and I look over and some guy on up on my second story back deck. I’m just shocked, and have no idea why he’s even there. Then he leaves and I go out and realise he came up for the single Jones Soda bottle sitting outside the door. Luckily he didn’t startle me enough to fall off the ladder.

  2. Hey! Slow down. These poverty bottle collectors understand English, as far as I know, why not just TELL him that it bothers you when he comes on to your deck?Just a suggestion.

  3. call the cops! the hobo stole my recyclables!he probably read this bitch on his lap top and will stay away from now on, so you don’t have to worry.

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