Urgh
every night on the way home from work, there was one (and only one, they never came in pairs or as a trio) of three tramps that would scour the tram platfom floor at victoria station (MCR) for cigarette buts, any with any tobacco in them, they'd pocket.
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P3L3 is not my real name.,
Tue 22 Jul 2008, 1:38,
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I wish I were this fat occasionally.
I'd be able to try new things like rolling down the street.
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P3L3 is not my real name.,
Tue 22 Jul 2008, 1:44,
archived)