Ian received a visitor in San Francisco. The visitor is a Homie. The Homie happens to be an alien. It is clear that the good people over at Homies, Inc. ran out of characters and decided to make an alien just to keep things spicy and flavorful.

Even though this Homie is an alien, or rather, this alien is a Homie, he still enjoys doing the things that Homies like to do. Like skateboarding. While listening to his iPod Mini. Or his WALKMAN. OMG. Homie busts out with all of his mixtapes his ex-girlfriend Sad Girl used to make him. Homie listens and then cries. He misses Sad Girl. He heard she ran away to Portugal and lives with a lesbian couple. He thought they had something special.

This Homie is also an accomplished tagger and knows how to represent his peoples.

He also works out three times a week. It is hard to see in the picture, but trust me, this Homie has a permit to carry the GUNS he calls his biceps. He will squeeze your head like a little grape.

The Homie sees Ian’s extensive VHS collection and realizes that Ian lives in the year 1991. Homie wants to tell Ian everything about the years 1992 through 2008, but decides, hey, let Ian figure it out himself. He’s a smart guy. One piece of advice from the future, Homie says, don’t buy Laserdiscs.

Dude. DISKETTES! WTF!!!! The good news is that there are thirty of them which is how many you’ll need to load up one Word document.

Word up, Ian. You live in a museum.

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