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There's a pile of scrap timber, rubble and general turds in the road opposite my work with a hand-written sign reading "Free Shed". Tell us about random, completely hatstand stuff and people you've seen
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( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 11:38)
There's a pile of scrap timber, rubble and general turds in the road opposite my work with a hand-written sign reading "Free Shed". Tell us about random, completely hatstand stuff and people you've seen
Suggested by Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic
( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 11:38)
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Like a few other people on here, I live in quite a small town that seems to have more than it's fair share of random/creepy/crazy peoples. We have two trannies, one of whom is possibly the worst tranny in existence, known to us locals as rubber jenny, he/she/it is 50+ years old, wears mini skirts and tights no matter what the weather, even though it/he/she has the skinniest nastiest legs ever, also makes no attempt whatsoever to speak in a feminine voice.
Next there is a colourful character known as sheppy, a mentally challenged individual that enjoys nothing more than hanging around bus stops, waving at cars and dancing to choons he listens to on a variety of devices, ranging from walkmans to full size ghetto blasters that he carries on his shoulder in an old skool stylee. He has been banned from just about every bus stop in the town, as bus drivers often mistake his random wavings as him trying to flag down a bus. They stop, open the doors, then he just continues dancing, and smiling maniacally! He also randomly attacked a guy I went to school with for no reason, even though everyone considers him to be "a harmless nutter", which is rather a contradiction me thinks.
And now to possibly the greatest, in my opinion, random nutjob that resides in our fair village. I like to call him the crazy singing headphone guy. The first time I encountered this individual was late evening, having just returned from quite a long road trip, me and the Mrs stopped off at the local petrol station/off licence to pick up some booze to have a relaxing night in. We are perusing the wine section when all of a sudden we hear a particularly terrible rendition of Roy Orbison's pretty woman, we turn to see a 60ish year old man, wearing Bo Selecta Craig David style headphones, and carrying an early 90's CD Walkman. Fair enough we think, he's just having a sing along, not too crazy considering the other freaks in town, but then things became more disturbing, he started to ad lib! Imagine please, to the tune of pretty woman;
"oh whoa, pretty woman, walking down the street, pretty woman, I'd like to meet you because you seem really nice, much nicer than my wife, I'm going to call the police because I'm going to kill my wife before she kills me, then I'm going to kill myself because my wife's a bitch, oh whoa won't someone call the police because I hate my wife"
He then left of his own accord, leaving several bemused people, including ourselves, a mixture of scared, concerned but also slightly amused! There are plenty more weirdos I could talk about, but then I feel I'd be rambling, well slightly more rambling than I already have.
( , Sat 23 Apr 2011, 9:26, 9 replies)
Like a few other people on here, I live in quite a small town that seems to have more than it's fair share of random/creepy/crazy peoples. We have two trannies, one of whom is possibly the worst tranny in existence, known to us locals as rubber jenny, he/she/it is 50+ years old, wears mini skirts and tights no matter what the weather, even though it/he/she has the skinniest nastiest legs ever, also makes no attempt whatsoever to speak in a feminine voice.
Next there is a colourful character known as sheppy, a mentally challenged individual that enjoys nothing more than hanging around bus stops, waving at cars and dancing to choons he listens to on a variety of devices, ranging from walkmans to full size ghetto blasters that he carries on his shoulder in an old skool stylee. He has been banned from just about every bus stop in the town, as bus drivers often mistake his random wavings as him trying to flag down a bus. They stop, open the doors, then he just continues dancing, and smiling maniacally! He also randomly attacked a guy I went to school with for no reason, even though everyone considers him to be "a harmless nutter", which is rather a contradiction me thinks.
And now to possibly the greatest, in my opinion, random nutjob that resides in our fair village. I like to call him the crazy singing headphone guy. The first time I encountered this individual was late evening, having just returned from quite a long road trip, me and the Mrs stopped off at the local petrol station/off licence to pick up some booze to have a relaxing night in. We are perusing the wine section when all of a sudden we hear a particularly terrible rendition of Roy Orbison's pretty woman, we turn to see a 60ish year old man, wearing Bo Selecta Craig David style headphones, and carrying an early 90's CD Walkman. Fair enough we think, he's just having a sing along, not too crazy considering the other freaks in town, but then things became more disturbing, he started to ad lib! Imagine please, to the tune of pretty woman;
"oh whoa, pretty woman, walking down the street, pretty woman, I'd like to meet you because you seem really nice, much nicer than my wife, I'm going to call the police because I'm going to kill my wife before she kills me, then I'm going to kill myself because my wife's a bitch, oh whoa won't someone call the police because I hate my wife"
He then left of his own accord, leaving several bemused people, including ourselves, a mixture of scared, concerned but also slightly amused! There are plenty more weirdos I could talk about, but then I feel I'd be rambling, well slightly more rambling than I already have.
( , Sat 23 Apr 2011, 9:26, 9 replies)
I don't like this
I REALLY REALLY like this.
There is a singing man round where I live. I love listening to him when I'm walking to work at the same time. Once I recorded him on my phone. He is a legend.
( , Sat 23 Apr 2011, 12:16, closed)
I REALLY REALLY like this.
There is a singing man round where I live. I love listening to him when I'm walking to work at the same time. Once I recorded him on my phone. He is a legend.
( , Sat 23 Apr 2011, 12:16, closed)
Reminds me of Toy Mic Trev...
Now sadly deceased, who would regale shoppers in Cardiff using a child's toy microphone. There was a Facebook page dedicated to him along with plenty of YouTube vids...
( , Sat 23 Apr 2011, 12:35, closed)
Now sadly deceased, who would regale shoppers in Cardiff using a child's toy microphone. There was a Facebook page dedicated to him along with plenty of YouTube vids...
( , Sat 23 Apr 2011, 12:35, closed)
Toy Mic Trev!
I remember him, he used to set up 'shop' by the Boots in Queen Street with his flourescent pink-and-yellow mic. I didn't realise he'd popped his clogs, that's sad news. Still, at least we still have DJ Pendragon, and the man that drums on the bins (or is that the same person? I forget.)
( , Sun 24 Apr 2011, 11:52, closed)
I remember him, he used to set up 'shop' by the Boots in Queen Street with his flourescent pink-and-yellow mic. I didn't realise he'd popped his clogs, that's sad news. Still, at least we still have DJ Pendragon, and the man that drums on the bins (or is that the same person? I forget.)
( , Sun 24 Apr 2011, 11:52, closed)
not sure who dj pendragon is...
...but ninga (bin drumming bloke) is still about...
( , Sun 24 Apr 2011, 12:23, closed)
...but ninga (bin drumming bloke) is still about...
( , Sun 24 Apr 2011, 12:23, closed)
Ah, right!
It's NINJA Pendragon, that's it. I remembered his name incorrectly. He plays them pretty well, too!
( , Sun 24 Apr 2011, 21:44, closed)
It's NINJA Pendragon, that's it. I remembered his name incorrectly. He plays them pretty well, too!
( , Sun 24 Apr 2011, 21:44, closed)
Well our singing man has also been known to use a megaphone to holla randomly at young woman that pass by in the town centre, and as for YouTubeage, type in "tony tucker barnoldswick" the man is a local legend, seriously thinks he is an A1 Elvis impersonater, but as YouTube will show you, he is quite possibly just a psycho. Check out the red nose day rap for super randomness, "it was rednose day in da barn-olds-wick!" Classic stuff
( , Sat 23 Apr 2011, 23:23, closed)
Ah, Barlick...
I live not too far away, near Barrerford. I used to live in Gisburn but I escaped, thank fuck.
( , Tue 26 Apr 2011, 0:00, closed)
I live not too far away, near Barrerford. I used to live in Gisburn but I escaped, thank fuck.
( , Tue 26 Apr 2011, 0:00, closed)
No
But I knew a lot of the people who were.
I used to have the Post Office but moved out in Feb last year. It's a Cafe now, inspired by the French guy I believe..
( , Tue 26 Apr 2011, 21:15, closed)
But I knew a lot of the people who were.
I used to have the Post Office but moved out in Feb last year. It's a Cafe now, inspired by the French guy I believe..
( , Tue 26 Apr 2011, 21:15, closed)
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