There is no shoe
On Tuesday night when I was walking home from work, this huge, old guy with a fuzzy beard and stained, faded clothes stopped me and said, 'Oh'm tryin'a rake up enough money f'the bus ta [insert suburb] an' Oh w's wunnerin' if y'got s'm spare coins?'
I had no money (except 34¢ in the bank) so I said, 'Sorry mate but Oh'm broke.'
'I'd 'elp you if th' shoe w's on the other foot,' he said.