The Freaky Union Bloke
Reading a story about Catman Joe, i was reminded of an equally strange bloke.

Now, i've been attending the Student's Union in yon Dundonia for years. Whilst i am in my last year at the fair establishment, i can backdate my attendance at least 6 years.

Anyhoo, there's always a select few you know will be at the Union on certain night or nights, or indeed every night. Freaky Union Bloke was one such man.

Now, he was late 40's probably early 50's. Dressed... studently. You know, followed fashion to a certain degree, was 'hip' and 'with it', down with the kids, if you will. Well, he was there every night.

Now, a certain legendary status will build up around certain figures. And people would ask him;

"Mate, why are you here?"

And his standard response was:

"Well, my daughter has cancer and i'm at the University researching treatments for cancer."

*stifles laugh*

Now, it's nearly plausible because Dundee Uni has the Cancer Research building which is at the forefront, globally, for cancer research. Fair enough.

But no mate, you're here to perv. We know, we see you leering and leching. Which, after 5 years you'd presume was true. I recently started reattending the union after a brief hiatus.

It would appear Freaky Union Bloke is gone. I thought "Oh, must've been chucked out finally". How wrong i was.

I asked one of the staff members who had an equally long track record.

Yeah, and apparently the man was researching. He researched from 9-5 every day for over 6 years. Worse still, he'd run out of time and his daughter died of some form of incurable cancer.

Worse still, he topped himself. Jumped from the Tay Road Bridge early one morning.

And that story correlated. I realised what a cunt i'd been - moral is, don't immediately distrust people who tell you whoppers.
(Schumann makes awesome quiches., Wed 5 Dec 2007, 18:48, 1 reply)

Hmmm
I remember that bloke. Kind of a sad story.
(Teran Thinks Pogonophobia is funny, Thu 6 Dec 2007, 10:05, closed)