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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On my street
We have a family and their son is a bit loony. He wanders the streets all day every day and every time a car passes he lifts his jumper or shirt or whatever and rubs his nipples vigorously at the people in the car.
It was funny until he got beat up by a gang of twats that roam the streets looking for a fight. I'm in court in a weeks time to give evidence against the little shits.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 23:18, Reply)
We have a family and their son is a bit loony. He wanders the streets all day every day and every time a car passes he lifts his jumper or shirt or whatever and rubs his nipples vigorously at the people in the car.
It was funny until he got beat up by a gang of twats that roam the streets looking for a fight. I'm in court in a weeks time to give evidence against the little shits.
( , Fri 17 Sep 2004, 23:18, Reply)
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