Local NuttersEverywhere in the world has its fair share of deranged people. I grew up in Wolverhampton and remember the Polish tramp who lived in a tent on the roundabout. Legend had it that his coat was stuffed with cash. More recently I notice the guy who spends his day pushing a trolley round Camden Sainsburys shouting, "Best of luck!". Constantly. Tell us about your local nutters. Points for details. Extra points for photos.
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rob, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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Happy Jacklived alone on West Street in Oakham. You would regularly find him shuffling about town, picking up dog ends and rifling through bins...you know the usual trampy stuff. However, there were a few things that made Jack the best tramp in the area.
He ate wallpaper from inside his house and then proceeded to shat the mush onto the local Chinky's doorstep, and he constantly shouted "LESBIANS" to all and sundry, whilst wanking himself off on the park benches.
Oh and he reeked of fucking piss....but that's to be expected when you don't pull your trousers down before having a slash.
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Scary Mary The D'oh Fairy, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 18:33,
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