What's the most horrific thing you've seen?
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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The Vile Odour of Tramp Shit
We were having an after work pint one evening in the Elusive Camel on Tooley Street in London when a tramp from the 'tramp village' (a whole gang of tramps with armchairs and cardboard houses) in the park over the road came over to the pub with a carrier bag. He stood in the doorway and proceeded to smear shit all over the door frame (the doors had to be open because it was such a stifling hot evening) we all looked in wonderment at what he was doing until the smell hit. Oh my god I have never smelt anything worse in my life and I hope I never do. The pub emptied in seconds. he closest I can get to the smell is pig shit mixed with ashtrays and then add some rotting meat and leave it all in the sun for a few hours before mixing it round to release the odour. Those tramps also used to have bumsex (excuse the pun) right out in the open in the park too. Oh I am so sad I left London.
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:50, Reply)
We were having an after work pint one evening in the Elusive Camel on Tooley Street in London when a tramp from the 'tramp village' (a whole gang of tramps with armchairs and cardboard houses) in the park over the road came over to the pub with a carrier bag. He stood in the doorway and proceeded to smear shit all over the door frame (the doors had to be open because it was such a stifling hot evening) we all looked in wonderment at what he was doing until the smell hit. Oh my god I have never smelt anything worse in my life and I hope I never do. The pub emptied in seconds. he closest I can get to the smell is pig shit mixed with ashtrays and then add some rotting meat and leave it all in the sun for a few hours before mixing it round to release the odour. Those tramps also used to have bumsex (excuse the pun) right out in the open in the park too. Oh I am so sad I left London.
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 12:50, Reply)
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