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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Camp freaksI wish I could shut up about camp stories and have something good.
There was this kid in lower campus, about 10 years old, who I shall call Phillip, because his real name seems to work best. He'd walk around in a fringe vest, coonskin hat, and made the population of ADHD afflicted people look like they were in comas. Occasionally, he carried around a fake tomahawk and bow. The kid sort of became a campus celebrity for the hat and being just about the funniest tard any of us had encountered.
His popularity only seemed to sky rocket when a box in one of the vocal rooms was found to have his poo in there. Word soon spread of incidents in which Phillip would become so frustrated, he would drop his pants and take a dump right there (i.e. wood shop, etc). During the end of the year video, when Phillip came on screen, just about the whole audience (mostly boys), started screaming "THE BOX! THE BOX!"
(, Fri 17 Sep 2004, 3:30, Reply)
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