The Weird Kid In ClassThere was a kid in my class who stood up every day and told everyone he had new shoes. This went on for weeks, and we all thought him nuts. Then, one day, he stood up and told us a long story about why his family were moving to another part of the country, and how excited he was. The next thing we heard was that he'd died in a plane crash.
Let's hear about the weird kid in your class...
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Fraser has joined the Moomins., Fri 19 Jan 2007, 10:18)
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Let me tell YOU somtin!!!THis is not about me, nor is it about someone weird I went to school with. It is however, highly amusing.
Folks, Let me share with you today a Legend.
A friend of mine lives in Vancouver Canada, I reside in Canada as well, but not in that particular metropolis, but I digress.
He rides the tube there, called the Skytrain to and from work, and has met many an odd encounter there. Here is one that takes the whole fucking bakery.
Sitting on the train he hears this man as he looks up from his book. The man is short and black and has an accent that is jamacan or south african sounding, I'm not sure but he is taking to smiling a lot, and doing little jigs and then he goes up to one guy and speaks.
Crazy Guy: "Hey Mon, where you from?"
Random Bloke: "Here...I spose?"
CG: "No man where you from?"
RB: "Well I'm Italian if thats what you're asking"
CG: " HA! Let me tell YOOUU Somtin Mon! Dis is not 'Italia' ! You can not do tings here like dey do der mon!"
Crazy guy turns to the whole train then and says
"You know what dis is mon? Dis is BOOOOOOLSHIT mon!"
He then approached another person, everyone else being too shocked or amused to do anything, even Random Bloke #1, although my friend is giggling like a motherfucker at this point.
He would smile, do a Jig and ask someone where he was from. It didn't matter where you were from. Even if you were from Vancouver he would say.
" NONONONONO Mon WHERE in Voncuva?!"
Then he would do the high pitched "HA!" and inform this person that this is infact a very different part of Vancouver then where he lives and that apparently, we did not do tings here like dey do over der......mon...
Count this happening to about three different people and a few jigs later before my friend got to his stop...killing himself laughing.
He saw the guy again on the train a few months later doing his happy jigs and what not, but this time actually approached my friend.
Conversation went something like this.
CG: "Hey Mon, what is dat Boooooook you reeeedin?"
Friend: " Want to have a look?" Hands crazy man book.
Crazy guy looks at the book, turns in upside down...looks at it again thoughtfully, nods noblely and says...
"Dats a good book mon, and dose are nice shoooes you got!" Crazy man gives wide grin.
Friend:" Thank man"
CG:" You should read my book mon."
Friend:"What book is that?"
CG: " Isac...." Grins big again
It is then my friend stares at him for a sec in shock, Crazy guy stares back...grinning...then does a little jig and runs off.
After that he kind of dissapeared and was never seen again, but we spread his story.
Make this man a legend! Spread the tale! I can remember when I first heard about it I was fallen off my chair and laughing my ass off for at least 15 minutes picturing it.
Length? Well....Let me tell YOOUUU Somtin Mon!!
(, Wed 24 Jan 2007, 21:10, Reply)
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