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We all know someone who's a little bit strange - Mum's UFO abduction secret, or the mad Uncle who isn't allowed within 400 yards of Noel Edmonds.

Tell us about your family eccentrics, or just those you've met but don't think you're related to.

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(, Thu 30 Oct 2008, 19:08)
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For me it has to be the Crazy Ginger Lady of Harpenden. Bloody hell. What an oddity she is, with the power of teleportation.

She's known for being quite.. Well, fucking scary and odd. She must be in her late 50s/early 60s, messy ginger hair, typical old people clothes and really, really, thick baggy skin colour tights .

Observe:

She hangs around inside Sainsburies talking to people about their shopping, telling them which items she likes/hates/would like some of. In a local pub with my family lately we saw her on her hands and knees searching the floor. She saw us looking so stands up and says, "I overheard someone in church saying they dropped 5pence here.. I thought it would be nice to pop it in the charity pot."

Bless? NO.

She's known for going to funerals of people she doesn't know and speaking to people as if she's a dear old friend. "Ooh, how did you know him? Did you know him for long?" My other half's brother sings in the choir at many services, he witnessed her, after the ceremony, get in her car and follow everyone back to the house of the.. Erm, buffet.. Afterparty thing. They had to call the police to remove her.

Oh, and if you're wondering about her teleportation. As I was deciding what pizza to have with my friend, she came up and started asking what I was doing. Erm, reading the menu. So she began to tell me what she was doing that night, and why it couldn't possibly fit her schedule if she was to have a pizza with me. Not that I fucking asked her. She wouldn't go away so my friend and I drove to Southdown, a different part of town. There we went into Somerfield, bought some alcohol, and went across the road to the local Chinese to order food there.

Who tapped me on the shoulder? Who the fuck do you think? She scared the fucking life out of me. It went on forever, it really did.

Also, although I've not seen it I've heard many reports of some sort of plastic fetish. She walks around with bags picking up pieces of plastic, filling up several bags only to sit on a park bench and inspect/admire said pieces of plastic.
(, Tue 4 Nov 2008, 13:05, 2 replies)
wheres the legs
we nearly ran her over the other day
(, Tue 4 Nov 2008, 18:42, closed)
I'd hit it
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(, Tue 4 Nov 2008, 21:44, closed)

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