I witnessed a crime
Freddy Woo writes, "A group of us once staggered home so insensible with drink that we failed to notice someone being killed and buried in a shallow grave not more than 50 yards away. A crime unsolved to this day."
Have you witnessed a crime and done bugger all about it? Or are you a have-a-go hero?
Whatever. Tell us about it...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 11:53)
Freddy Woo writes, "A group of us once staggered home so insensible with drink that we failed to notice someone being killed and buried in a shallow grave not more than 50 yards away. A crime unsolved to this day."
Have you witnessed a crime and done bugger all about it? Or are you a have-a-go hero?
Whatever. Tell us about it...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 11:53)
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Livingstone is a bit rough like
While I was a student in Edinburgh, one or two of m'mates lived out Livingstone way- it's a bunch of roundabouts huddling together for warmth around a housing estate; invariably they all'd been mugged at some point by one of the neds.
Craig wasn't any exception to this rule, and one night he got off the bus and some Burberryscum jumped out at him, waving a knife.
"Gees y'wallet, y'fuckin' whydoh," he says.
Craig gives him his wallet which only has his bus ticket in it. Chav can feel there's dick all in the thing and throws it on the ground.
Trying to look menacing in his kappas and day-glo trainers, he demands, "An' yer fuckin' phone."
Craig hands it over: in fairness, it's a brick and makes semaphore look high tech. The dolescum looks at it and back at Craig, who shrugs.
"You fuckin' useless cunt," the Chav says, and lomps off.
The best bit: Craig knew him- he worked in the newsagents.
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 18:38, 3 replies)
While I was a student in Edinburgh, one or two of m'mates lived out Livingstone way- it's a bunch of roundabouts huddling together for warmth around a housing estate; invariably they all'd been mugged at some point by one of the neds.
Craig wasn't any exception to this rule, and one night he got off the bus and some Burberryscum jumped out at him, waving a knife.
"Gees y'wallet, y'fuckin' whydoh," he says.
Craig gives him his wallet which only has his bus ticket in it. Chav can feel there's dick all in the thing and throws it on the ground.
Trying to look menacing in his kappas and day-glo trainers, he demands, "An' yer fuckin' phone."
Craig hands it over: in fairness, it's a brick and makes semaphore look high tech. The dolescum looks at it and back at Craig, who shrugs.
"You fuckin' useless cunt," the Chav says, and lomps off.
The best bit: Craig knew him- he worked in the newsagents.
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 18:38, 3 replies)
haha
I live in Livingston (pretty much). Great eh?
Where about did your mates live?
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 19:08, closed)
I live in Livingston (pretty much). Great eh?
Where about did your mates live?
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 19:08, closed)
You poor bugger
One lived in Dedridge, but I forget where the others did.
( , Fri 15 Feb 2008, 2:28, closed)
One lived in Dedridge, but I forget where the others did.
( , Fri 15 Feb 2008, 2:28, closed)
Glad I'm not there
I'm from Livingston and currently live and work in Korea.
Thanks for curing my homesickness!
( , Fri 15 Feb 2008, 16:38, closed)
I'm from Livingston and currently live and work in Korea.
Thanks for curing my homesickness!
( , Fri 15 Feb 2008, 16:38, closed)
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