Local Nutters
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)
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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So...
..there's this one guy where I live who is just a tad bit on the crazy side. I don't think he minds either.
Once, when my friend and I were riding the bus, he got on and stood there while his pants just slowly made their way down. My friend and I were speechless, but they were already starting to show his special region and something had to be done. Thankfully, someone had the nerve to say to him "Dude, your pants."
Another time I saw this guy whilst waiting for a bus. It was around the middle of January (which can be really nasty here in Ohio), and he was wearing a Zoro mask. Also, he had with him an accoustic guitar that he had painted (by that, I mean dumped a bucket of paint on) a nasty Pepto-Bismal pink. It was missing a few strings too. That didn't seem to stop him from suddenly strumming (not the right chords) and wailing "I Fought the Law and the Law Won" to all of downtown Akron.
He also comes into the McDonald's that I work at on occasion.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 18:50, Reply)
..there's this one guy where I live who is just a tad bit on the crazy side. I don't think he minds either.
Once, when my friend and I were riding the bus, he got on and stood there while his pants just slowly made their way down. My friend and I were speechless, but they were already starting to show his special region and something had to be done. Thankfully, someone had the nerve to say to him "Dude, your pants."
Another time I saw this guy whilst waiting for a bus. It was around the middle of January (which can be really nasty here in Ohio), and he was wearing a Zoro mask. Also, he had with him an accoustic guitar that he had painted (by that, I mean dumped a bucket of paint on) a nasty Pepto-Bismal pink. It was missing a few strings too. That didn't seem to stop him from suddenly strumming (not the right chords) and wailing "I Fought the Law and the Law Won" to all of downtown Akron.
He also comes into the McDonald's that I work at on occasion.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 18:50, Reply)
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