We hear so much about rich celebrities these days that we thought we'd make a change. Why not let a homeless person be the celebrity for the day? Let's give them their fifteen minutes of fame. We chose the first homeless person walking the streets that we found. Here's how it went.
How's it going with you homeless folks? Got anything to say to the land of the free and home of the brave?
Things aren't going so well for me and my family. The shelter was full so we had to sleep on the sidewalk last night. It's tough on the kids, trying to explain what happened to us.
Well, cheer up, fella. Don't be glum. This is America! I see someone gave you five bucks. Gonna play the lottery? Maybe win a million dollars?
Nah, I think I'll buy my kids some food.
How are your kids doing? Are they enjoying their little adventure?
We're trying to get them into school, but they don't want to take them because they're homeless and we might not stay around very long.
Thinking of moving, are ya? Ah, we're a restless country, aren't we?
It's not that we're restless. It's that the cops said if they see us sleeping on the sidewalk again, they'll arrest us and maybe take away the kids.
Hey, that may be the way to get your kids into school. I hear that foster homes now have to meet government standards.
Yeah, but I think we'd rather stay together.
The family that prays together stays together. That's the terrific slogan from the old Christopher radio program. Remember that one, fella?
I guess so. But the church's doors are locked because they don't want any homeless people squatting there. They told us to leave last Sunday during the services because we smelled.
Heck, you can pray anywhere. Some of my best prayers are said over scotch and soda at the local bar. I call it my church.
That must be nice.