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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There was
This fat bloke who used to sit outside the post office with a trolley full of nothing, and had blue jogging bottoms that were fading, and you could see where he had pissed himself, but he was always there outside the post office, you'd think he'd prefer to piss himself in his own home, assuming he had one.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 19:22, Reply)
This fat bloke who used to sit outside the post office with a trolley full of nothing, and had blue jogging bottoms that were fading, and you could see where he had pissed himself, but he was always there outside the post office, you'd think he'd prefer to piss himself in his own home, assuming he had one.
( , Thu 16 Sep 2004, 19:22, Reply)
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