TrampsTramps, burn-outs and the homeless insane all go to making life that little bit more interesting.
Gather around the burning oil-drum and tell us your hobo-tales.
suggested by kaol
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chthonic, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:47)
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Once...When I was stumbling home from a club in Exeter I came across two homeless people in the high street sitting in difference shop doorways.
One was quietly vomiting a chalky substance out of his mouth and his dog was eating it from the floor in front of him and from his beard and mouth. The other was playing (quite well actually) No Woman No Cry by my main man Bob.
I gave a quid to the busker. 'Oi!' shouted the vomiting man, in between vomits, 'Where's my money?'
'Dog ate it'. I replied as wittily as I could manage. My entourage were disgusted with me and gave money to the vomiting dude. I was shunned for my attitude.
(, Mon 6 Jul 2009, 20:56, 1 reply)
Is vomiting white stuffconsidered "busking"?
(, Thu 9 Jul 2009, 2:19, closed)
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