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Never mind searching for ghosts or gold, because nothing’s more fun than hunting for hobos. Hobo Hunt turns your PSP or DS into a homeless homing device. Flush out hobos in your hood. Hobo Hunt works on railways, under bridges, sewers, abandoned buildings, and Wal-Mart, anywhere hobos are likely to habitate. With Hobo Hunt, you’re guaranteed to find a vagrant varmint vying for a vacancy in a vilified vector. Hobo Hunt utilizes technology developed by the American military. A highly sensitive senor is able to detect body odors emitted by hobos. They emit high concentrations of ammonia, urine, fecal matter, and bacteria. When the sensor locates a specimen, a GPS-style map will appear onscreen, pinpointing the exact location of the hobo. Use the Hobo-Noculars to spot them from a distance. Hobo Hunt will not hurt hobos. Nor should you attempt to capture them, unless it’s with the built in HoboCam. You may startle them, but that’s when it’s time to turn on the Hobo-Nacular. With various translated hobo lexicon, you’ll be able to communicate with your new-found hobo instantly, making him more comfortable and relaxed. You’ll bond instantly with phrases such as, “Pardon me, kind sir, is this boxcar taken?,” “Rat salad fandango my good lady,” “I’d like to introduce you to my invisible friend,” and “You ain’t fixin’ to kill me with that new-fangled device is you?” “I’ve never seen anything marketed in worse taste than this ridiculous Hobo Hunt game,” shouts congressman Walter Ripnobb. “This technology was adapted from the military to locate missing or lost people by sensing their body heat and odors. This game is deplorable.” “We having nothing against lost or missing people,” says developer Lance Luscious. “But there’s nothing fun about finding some dude lost in the woods. They’re usually exhausted, whereas hobos are usually well rested and fun to hang with. You’re not very likely to hop a train with some guy that’s been buried in an avalanche for three days.” “Hobos are the last bastion of the great American adventurers,” continues Luscious. “They are not to be mistaken for bums or homeless people. The world is their home. These guys are funny and intelligent. I would rather have a hobo operate on me than an overworked, stressed out Canadian surgeon,” Luscious states. Upload the hobos you discover at the Hobo Hunt website, and share and compare them with your friends. A leaderboard will let you know who the king of the hobos is at any given time. Remember, hobos are everywhere. You’ll be amazed at all the places you find them. Collect ’em all. And happy hobo hunting. |