Apr 19, 2006 20:02
The other day I was foolishly discussing, in public, my disappointment at the lack of crazies in Edinburgh. Well I think someone tipped them off, cause I can't move for the fuckers now.
First was the guy down by the omni center, really wound up, standing in one spot, brandishing his fists at all passers by and shouting "I'm BALD, I'M FUCKING BALD...YYEEAAARRRRRRRRR, LOOK! NO HAIR, I AIN'T GOT NO HAIR...BALD!" He was right, he didn't have any hair, but that was clearly down to the fact he'd just had his head shaved, not any genetic shortcomings.
The next was...darn, can't remember number 2 - I'll let you know when it comes back to haunt me later.
Anyway, yesterday was the guy by the cash machine just randomly starting fights with anyone walking past...without much conviction it must be said. He failed to come to blows with anyone and I was watching him for a good while there (on the way past, in the queue in the shop over the road, on the way back past).
So, OK Edinburgh, I'm sorry I doubted your supply of nutters...that's enough to be getting on with now, thanks.