There's a blind fellow that lives in my block.
When I popped out to the off license a couple of weeks ago, he collared me and asked me to check his texts and tell him who his missed call was from. This was excruciating as one of his texts was from someone really having a go at him. I had to read out a message telling him he was a selfish, useless cunt who never thought about anyone but himself.

In a random act of kindness I then agreed to walk him to one of the shittest pubs in Bethnal Green (quite an accolade), all the way hearing about how great it was when Millwall and West Ham fans all 'kicked off'. The previous week he made my girlfriend walk her to the same pub and regaled her with complaints about how the area has too many 'Joe Daki's' nowadays.

The fucking blind cunt.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 11:22, 7 replies)

Why would he care what colour other people are?

( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 11:31, closed)

And why would anyone that knew him send him a text message?

( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 11:34, closed)

maybe he has a braille app that wasn't working on that day

(Quintno EXPERIMENT RUINED CANCELLED, LEFT 4EVER, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 11:39, closed)

It's an allegory
The blind man is Monty. The text message is his conscience. Bethnal Green probably is a reference to Bethlehem.
I think Monty has found God.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 11:46, closed)

Worse. God found Monty.

( Colonel Boris "...a desperate Buzzfeed imitation...", Mon 13 Feb 2012, 11:51, closed)

I'm always in the last place he looks.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 15:34, closed)

That's what I thought.
Surely to him everyone including himself is pitch black? Or white, or whatever those fucking blindies 'see'.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 15:35, closed)