It is true
I was sitting on a bench out side a busy shoping centre/mall in the city centre with 15 minutes to kill before my aptitude test for a job. It was 14:30 and relatively busy and there was alot of ppl going into and out of the place and walking past teh street so i was idley watching the world (and pretty girls) go by when a very drunk old man staggered onto the scene.
His first victim was some fecker from a church or charity who pounce on ppl trying to convert them/get their money by guilting them into donating to charity. i don't like these ppl as the pester me and it pisses me off so i luaghed when the drunk started trying to talk to him.
When i say talk i really mean shout incoherently at him from close range. He staggered about a bit more and i was trying not to look at him as this might encourage him to come my way. Unfortunately as soon as i thought this he span about 120 degrees and looked at me and started teh slow stagger across to the bench i was sitting on.
He shouted something at me and then sat beside me and shouted some more putting his hand on my arm like he knew me all his life. It would have been ignorant not to try and communicate with him since he was a human being and so was i. Unfortunately he was incapable of understanding my words but was more of a man on a mission to get his point accross.
This point was apparently that he loved me and that he was a mug. He was saying that alot and i wasn't sure what he was saying, as it could have been "see me i'm a man/mum/mug" i laughed the time i thought he said "i'm a mum". Every time he told me he was a mug, he felt the need to shout it at a passer by on the street too, this was cuasing a scene which i had now taken center stage in.
I was about to get up and leave but then he dandered off and about 5m away stoped a random girl on the street for about a minute to inform her he was a mug.
I was sitting on a bench out side a busy shoping centre/mall in the city centre with 15 minutes to kill before my aptitude test for a job. It was 14:30 and relatively busy and there was alot of ppl going into and out of the place and walking past teh street so i was idley watching the world (and pretty girls) go by when a very drunk old man staggered onto the scene.
His first victim was some fecker from a church or charity who pounce on ppl trying to convert them/get their money by guilting them into donating to charity. i don't like these ppl as the pester me and it pisses me off so i luaghed when the drunk started trying to talk to him.
When i say talk i really mean shout incoherently at him from close range. He staggered about a bit more and i was trying not to look at him as this might encourage him to come my way. Unfortunately as soon as i thought this he span about 120 degrees and looked at me and started teh slow stagger across to the bench i was sitting on.
He shouted something at me and then sat beside me and shouted some more putting his hand on my arm like he knew me all his life. It would have been ignorant not to try and communicate with him since he was a human being and so was i. Unfortunately he was incapable of understanding my words but was more of a man on a mission to get his point accross.
This point was apparently that he loved me and that he was a mug. He was saying that alot and i wasn't sure what he was saying, as it could have been "see me i'm a man/mum/mug" i laughed the time i thought he said "i'm a mum". Every time he told me he was a mug, he felt the need to shout it at a passer by on the street too, this was cuasing a scene which i had now taken center stage in.
I was about to get up and leave but then he dandered off and about 5m away stoped a random girl on the street for about a minute to inform her he was a mug.
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