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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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Once, after a good beerup session in the toon I was walking through Jesmond Dene on a saturday night about 2 or 3 in the morning. I started getting a little freaked out cos it was really dark and spooky. Anyway, when I was about half way through sum bloke came running up the path towards me, my ring tightend and i grabbed my keys as an insane idea for defense against charver attack.
However, as this bloke gets closer my beery eyes are starting to play tricks on me cos I can see he's wearing a suit of armour! Well as it turns out there is a big group of weirdos that go out in the dene on a saturday night, get dressed up as knights, goblins, and wizards and twat each other with rubber swords! WTF!
The guy running at me thought I was "one of the monsters" and only didn't hit me with his sword cos he "realised I was dressed like a normal"..... wot a bunch of dick heads!
( , Wed 22 Sep 2004, 17:07, Reply)
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