That's the best one of the day, mate!
Edit: so I'm drinking and realized for the 100th time that there's a giant blown up photograph, framed, in our living room, of a homeless guy passed out on a bench in some city, new York, Paris, I don't know.
I always forget its there and when I see it and the neurons spark and I realize there's a gigantic picture of some random vagabond no one in my family is associated with in our house, it cracks me up. I literally just burst out laughing like a madman in an empty home.
He just looks so comfortable sleeping? there.