We've probably had this discussion before, but seriously, today on the way to work, I was harassed by about 230 seperate strange wads. As you probably know, I'm generally pretty accepting of everyone, but I can't let today's minor events slide.

Ok, so I leave my house in my nice enough village to walk to the train station. I turn the corner and there's four chavs walking up the street with mobile phones blaring some techno chipmunk remix. One of them yells "Show us your body!". Now come on, please. I mean fuck, I'm not even fat. Could have gone for the hair, the fact I was wearing a Kreator shirt, I dunno, glasses? But no. Worse, this was a fat chav girl who shouted it in the first place. Sod off you bloody hypocrite. The two blokes were also walking IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD. Move on.

So then I get on the train and get off in Leeds. As I approach the barriers, a woman turns round by the sweet kiosk thing and seriously, I couldn't pull a more bizarre face if I tried. Having been slightly knocked off guard, I continue walking out of the station and down some stairs and a tramp guy shouts "HELLO!" and tries to shake my hand. So I assume he's trying to sell me weed, so I'm all "nah mate, I've got to get to work". But then he goes "I just wanted some pennies for a cup of tea, I've been walking around Leeds aimlessly for the last three days". Christ. I gave him some 5ps.

Then, I walk further down the road and there's a policeman stood staring down the road, and a strange looking old woman with about 12 plastic bags walks past me muttering "POLICE MISTREAT VUNERABLE PEOPLE". I look at the policeman, but his cold stare remains. I walk on with no more trouble, but with my faith in humanity somewhat diminished.

I'm in work now and I'm not dead. So yeah, what is it about city centres at weekends and y'know like all weird people? Stories please. I'm looking at you Rik.

...our local tramp has reached considerable local fame and is now signed to (an albeit shitty independant) record label...

I'd trade oddballs for simpletons anyday. You wanna try working in Carlisle. As soon as I step off the bus, the IQ average in Carlisle doubles.

I had some anti-BNP students come over to me the other week getting me to sign their anti-BNP thing.
Now, I don't really give a shit about the BNP, they're never going to get into power because they're wankers so what's the point. So I signed the form 'Adolf Hitler'.

Worse, the whole office just got prank called by some kids! THIS COUNTRY!

so many nutters around in general, at least most of them don't harass

At least most of them aren't Harris.

I think almost every town or city has their own legendary hobo. For us, it's this one tramp woman who apparently shagged another hobo in a phonebox in the middle of the day, took a shit on the floor in Subway because they wouldn't let her in, and generally wanders around with her dog doing the usual tramp things.
That said, the best ones are always the Preachers.

You work on a Sunday, you oddball!

buttfuck wrote:I think almost every town or city has their own legendary hobo. For us, it's this one tramp woman who apparently shagged another hobo in a phonebox in the middle of the day, took a shit on the floor in Subway because they wouldn't let her in, and generally wanders around with her dog doing the usual tramp things.
That said, the best ones are always the Preachers.

Round here it's Hobo Mark. What a good lad he is. He breakdances for 5ps.

the ones in lewes are fez guy and mad steve

and theres this new one who has literally his whole face covered in piercings, looks like a prick

GoreBastard wrote:I had some anti-BNP students come over to me the other week getting me to sign their anti-BNP thing.
Now, I don't really give a shit about the BNP, they're never going to get into power because they're wankers so what's the point. So I signed the form 'Adolf Hitler'.

There were some socialist worker goons in Nottingham the other day,as well as their usual "get Thatcher/Major/Blair/Brown out!!!!!!!!!!!!1111" rubbish,they were actually asking people to sign a petition to "Ban the Grand National" The twats.
Needless to say,I didn't sign it.

Mine are pretty normal, go see a doctor.

The Fourth Norseman wrote:the ones in lewes are fez guy and mad steve

and theres this new one who has literally his whole face covered in piercings, looks like a prick

and all the other alcoholics who sit on the bench opposite the off license all day. With their red faces and worn trainers.

Perhaps he was the deviant in that thread we had about which ball hangs lower, left or right. I think only one person claimed right but I think he may have been lying to be popular.