Wow. Being homeless sound like fun. Searching for snacks, etc. when I was a kid, I used to search for the Easter basket that the bunny hit. It was full of jelly beans and chocolate. When my parents got a new refrigerator, I usec the box as a fort. It was cool. You needed to know a secret password to get in!
Being homeless sure sounds like fun! It’s like being a kid again.
We did the same stupid libtard thing at Stanford. We had this pothead social studies prof (it was a mandatory course) made us go homeless for 2 days. Wasted my date with a hot blonde taking Communications. Anyways..
The lesson he wanted us to learn backfired. Instead of sympathy or apathy, everyone in our class vowed to make more money and if not, we’ll end end up like them.