Sleep

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It's 1959 in Chicago, Illinois. The Hobos are sitting in an alleyway. "It's pretty dark out here," Hobo Willy says. "What time do you think it is?"

Hobo Johnson flips his bangs. "Maybe around muscle o' clock. Woah honey, someone got grabbed!"

Hobo Chuck sighs and takes out his stolen iPod Touch. He presses some buttons and the Hobos hear,"Ayyyy...dat dope doe! Dat dope doe!," coming from the device's speakers. Hobos John, Johnny, Willy, Chuck, Johnson, and Vinyl all know the song and rap everything. Too bad Hobo Chuck's iPod Touch is glitched so it doesn't show the time.

Luke the Loser pops up out of his trash can. "Let's go to sleep, guys. Remember, tomorrow is food day." Everyone lays down and goes to sleep.

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