Tramp Encounter

Was out on Oxford Road in Manchester.

A tramp asks if I've got a spare cigarette. Techinically, no - none of my fags are spare. But I offer him one anyway.

He looks at the packet in disgust.

"Lambert and Butler!" He exclaims. "I don't smoke the cheap shit, mate."

And he ambles off to look in the bins.
( SpankyHanky, Sun 22 Feb 2009, 15:59, 9 replies)

Hmm.
Clearly manchester has classier tramps than the ones round here, they keep asking me for a rollie. On one occasion a junkie with scabs round his mouth asked me for a draw on my rollie. Urgh.
( Slippery Mick ‏, Sun 22 Feb 2009, 17:59, closed)

I once
offered a tramp a spare McDonald's cheeseburger.

"I don't like cheese."

Take it out you ungrateful twunt.
(Waspard has your wank bank account details, Sun 22 Feb 2009, 18:12, closed)

I would do the same
I fucking _hate_ cheese
(Zutroy started without you, Mon 23 Feb 2009, 1:51, closed)

The day I quit
I gave my remaining half packet of L&B to a Big Issue seller in Cambridge, and he gratefully accepted.
(lolwhites, Sun 22 Feb 2009, 18:15, closed)

he's got a point though
l&b are fucking shit
( mictoboy shitting in your cunt since, Sun 22 Feb 2009, 19:57, closed)

that's irony,not hypocrisy.

(Fuckpig "That's not even a pound a midget.", Sun 22 Feb 2009, 20:59, closed)

isn't that
where you say

"beggers can't be choosers"
(ewe, Mon 23 Feb 2009, 9:16, closed)

Tramps
have got better taste than you have.
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Mon 23 Feb 2009, 9:24, closed)

Manc tramps
one accosted me one time after following me into the palace hotel and loudly asked my mate, in the best glasgow-tramp voice, "see you, can i have your pain au raisin?" a fine and cultured chap if ever i met one.
(biscuit bill, Mon 23 Feb 2009, 15:12, closed)