Breath that smells like alcohol and cigarettes.
After a long night of drinking and smoking, Brent had pretty bad hobo breath.
Some useless bum that sits infront of your school drinking alcohol, but in a way you feel like you want to hug them...
As Bob was walking to school on a nice friday morning, he came across a trail of beer bottles. He followed them to back behind his school where he saw a motionless lump under some blankets. He picked up a nearby stick and poked it a couple of times to see if it would move, it didn't. When Bob took the blanket off of it he saw a person that looked somewhat dead. To check he gave it a few kicks and it eventually woke up. As it started to stand up, Bob hugged it and jizzed his pants. Bob and the Hobo then spent the rest of the day drinking alcohol.
A non trademarked version of the name Harbor freight. Coined by Derek, creator of Vice Grip Garage. Probably because Harbor Freight offers tools at dirt cheap prices, of dirt cheap quality, mostly made of Chinesium. Who of us haven't broken a H.F ratchet?
"Hey Alex, you got your Hobo Freight tools? I need to work on my Dodge Neon, and I don't care if I break something."
State of toes in between pedicures where the polish has chipped, faded, is missing, and/or calluses are growing out of your sandals.
"I wanted to wear my stilettos today but my Hobo Toes were lookin nasty."
"The tactical hobo's horse is not as strong as the horses of ancient Greece."
A poor person that resembles Jesus. PL (Hobo Jesi)
"Do you think that hobo jesus could cure my leprecy?"
Alumimun Cans collected for the refund.
I saw an old man covered in filth pushing a shopping cart filled with hobo gold down the streets of Tucson. I'm sure he drank the finest Mad Dog that evening.