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Everywhere 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.

(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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When I was at Greenwich University
They used to do a weekly "night club" affair where the Union was open until 2pm.

There was a weird plump guy who used to come every week on his own, wearing black stonewashed jeans and a Sepultura / Pantera / Megadeth / Maiden t-shirt. We used to call him Barney.

Every time the DJ played ANYTHING with a guitar in it, he used to fly around the dance floor in a circle doing the Angus Young / Status Quo air-guitar dance until he was knackered and then he'd stop and walk around muttering whilst flicking his head in this weird nervous twitch.

In the end, the DJ's would always just say "here's one for Barney..."
(, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:16, Reply)

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