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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I live near philadelphia, paIts hard to pick one nutter from there. Two personal favorites:
Naked woman on the corner: In broad daylight, on one of the busiest streets in south side. 10 AM. Fairly old, not the looker, and entirely motionless. People were just walking around her, pretending she wasn't there, including an officer of the law. I guess there is crazzier shite to deal with in philly.
Spike: favourite bum who is always saying, "HEY man, can I get a dolla to get summin to EAT?" in a charming loon voice. Claims to have been an up and coming boxer who's down on his luck. Forgets your face/name no matter how many times he introduces himself to you, even after you take him out to eat or give him dollars on a daily basis.
(, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 0:31, Reply)
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