Local NuttersEverywhere 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.
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rob, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 11:54)
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In my village theres very fat mantheres a seemingly jolly fellow who looks harmless enough until he looks at you, then you can see the demented eyes, the wild hair that hasn't been combed in years. Then you know, you know hes singled out you for todays question.
Thinking hard, the wrinkles on his forehead clenched tight in concentration he picks a subject. Then he prepares his expressions for the question.
"DO YOU LIKE NOTTINGHAM FOREST?"
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Standing there, looking bemused, just hoping that he'll look away soon and choose another hapless victim. But no, nothing but the eerie silence and his evil stare.
"I LIKE NOTTINGHAM FOREST"
He would then offer to show his collection of "badges"
Politely refusing, sidling on by, once again managing to escape from the horrors of SLIGHTLY MENTALLY RETARDED BUT HARMLESS ALTHOUGH STILL QUITE SCARY MAN
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anythingbutthisactually, Thu 16 Sep 2004, 12:22,
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