The city of Hoboken's police surveillance

The city of Hoboken's police surveillance drone program was off to a bad start. A rogue drone blew up Homeless Stan's cardboard residence. Luckily Stan was lunching @ the soup kitc

hen when Hobo Pete rushed in & grabbed Homeless Stan from behind, spilling his Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup in his lap. Hobo Pete shouted, "Drones...yer cardboard box...GONE!"

Hobo Pete then said the same thing to a lamp post. Then Hobo Pete saw someone standing in "his" spot at the 7-11. It was time for Hobo Pete to regulate. He smoked a butt and then

strode confidently up to the rugged thug encroaching on his territory and

pulled off a lavender glove and threw it to the ground. "Hooligan! You trespass at your folly! Queensberry rules at dawn!" The thug ground the glove under his hobnailed boot.

I was used to the American Fair Play Rules but when in Rome, so I accepted the challenge. I made some clearly faceless comment about seeing them healthy in the morn, prepared to di

Rectly and, 4-1/2 years later, they became Romans. Not only did they go to dog races but they enjoyed watching gladiators in the centuries old arena of Emperor Polonius. Evidently

it was ancient even before Polonius got there. "Man, this is the most run-down dump I've ever raced dogs in," said the Emperor as he ordered another amphora of wine for his cronies

The Bowl of Dogs had been some kind of "holy site" for the wild primitives on the fringes for many years, but it just looked like a damp depression in the ground to the Emperor. Mo