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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The Locals of the Los Angeles Bus systemOne is the bluesman, an old black pimp that dress in leather, year round and grumbles what sounds like a blues song. he rides the bus back and forth to Pasadena and Hollywood 24/7/365.
The other is Vivian. An aging toothless punk rock man, turned drag queen. Complete with black lipstick, knotted wigs and huge Implants. It sits on the corner singing with a guitar songs about rape, hell and other strange and scary things.
last is the dog man, he's from the halfway house for nutters in my neighborhood. He sits in dirty sweats, stinking of piss and ripple on the wall behind the bus stop to the college. Every once in a while he charges at male passengers waitng for bus and barks at them.
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 22:26, Reply)
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