Baby's dummies.
you know.. the wierd thigns that baby's get to shut them up and help them while teething...

I used to go to uni in Huddersfield.. and ride mountain bikes.... while out oneday I saw a dummy on the floor and picked it up... and another.

Thinking I was doing a service to the community by removing litter - and also creating an amusingly bizzarre collection - I threaded them onto a string along with my trusty MBUK 5mm allen-key, and wore them around my neck.

It wasn't long before I had about 15 of them.. It was getting so that mates would pick them up and pass them on to me.

Oneday in the center of town after a good ride through Fixby Woods, I noticed two huddersfield Mums staring at me in a wierd way... It was then that i realised that i looked like a rather muddy Dolf Lundgrén in "Universal Soldier" with a necklace of baby-dummies instead of his necklace of ears.

Smiling a wan and sheepish smile I pedalled away dropping my slightly freakish collection one bit at a time and thus returning them to thier natural habitat.

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I often wonder if a road-sweeper ever stopped to scratch his head as he cleaned up 15 equidistantly spaced baby-dummies from the street...
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( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Tue 16 Jan 2007, 8:51, Reply)