"Hi, I'm Leroy, you can sleep in the bed next to mine!"

YEAH RIGHT! You should know better than to think that the rich people would help out a helpless, homeless kid. You rang the doorbell, put on your best homeless act, and all the couple that came to the door did was look at you with disgust. The husband said to his wife, "Ohhhh Muffy... don't touch it. It might give you a disease! What a dastardly little rat you are! Be gone with you rat child! Be gone!"

They then slammed the door in your face and within minutes a "rent-a-cop" was there to pick you up. He brought you to a homeless shelter where you were to spend the night. "Well, at least I've got a free bed!" you thought to yourself. Unfortunately, you were stabbed to death in your sleep by a homeless veteran named "Leroy". Apparently Leroy was having another Vietnam flashback and thought you were the enemy. So, in a way, you died for your country. Nice going, you patriot you!

START OVER, YOU IDIOT!