Hobo Thief At My House

A couple of weeks ago I had a small job power washing a mansion in Riverdale New York. I hadn't got a good set of clothes to keep me dry as it has been a while since I have been power washing. I called my friend Brian Cassidy who claims to be a painter and I asked him for a lend of his skins. The job went grand, although it nearly killed me MS wise but the funny thing was, the bleach I was using ruined the pants and jacket of the skins. I dumped the pants at the job, but I took the jacket home with the thought of salvaging it. It was a waste of time as it was in shite. So I threw it in the bin. Today I was moping around the sitting room and I spotted a hobo coming in the driveway of my house so I opened the blinds a wee bit and watched. He was rooting away and taking some cans and bottles and then he spotted the jacket from the skins. He sized it up and being a strapping hobo the jacket seemed to fit him. So of he went up the road with a lovely new anorak for himself and a few old cans and bottles, god love him. Well I suppose I got a lend of it of a knacker so it's kinda fitting, pardon the pun. Caso you gypo...Wagwan. Above are the actual pictures.