Stuff You've Overheard
Are you a nosey bastard who likes earwigging other peoples conversations? What's the best you've ever heard? From terrorist plots to intimate details of other peoples sex lives. We want to hear it all.
( , Wed 9 Jun 2004, 23:27)
Are you a nosey bastard who likes earwigging other peoples conversations? What's the best you've ever heard? From terrorist plots to intimate details of other peoples sex lives. We want to hear it all.
( , Wed 9 Jun 2004, 23:27)
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Wikkid Little Thief
About 4 years ago I was visiting London with a friend, and we were travelling on the Docklands Light Railway. Four young chavs got on and began talking amongst themselves about how cool they were, not buying a ticket etc. One of them produced a travelcard, and was laughed at by the others for wimping out and buying one. "Nah mate," he replied, "I swiped it from this geezer at the station."
They went on to swap stories about what they had stolen in the last couple of days, and one of them pulled out a CD player from under his jumper he had taken from a shop earlier that day, proclaiming himself to be a "Wikkid Little Thief".
The smallest of the gang was just telling the others how he had chased two 6-foot black boys down an alley with a kinfe, when his mobile phone rang. Expecting to overhear a drug deal I pricked up my ears only to hear him sheepishly say "OK Mum, I'll be home in 5 minutes".
When he got off at the next stop, half the carriage burst into laughter and got scowled at by his three mates.
( , Thu 10 Jun 2004, 0:24, Reply)
About 4 years ago I was visiting London with a friend, and we were travelling on the Docklands Light Railway. Four young chavs got on and began talking amongst themselves about how cool they were, not buying a ticket etc. One of them produced a travelcard, and was laughed at by the others for wimping out and buying one. "Nah mate," he replied, "I swiped it from this geezer at the station."
They went on to swap stories about what they had stolen in the last couple of days, and one of them pulled out a CD player from under his jumper he had taken from a shop earlier that day, proclaiming himself to be a "Wikkid Little Thief".
The smallest of the gang was just telling the others how he had chased two 6-foot black boys down an alley with a kinfe, when his mobile phone rang. Expecting to overhear a drug deal I pricked up my ears only to hear him sheepishly say "OK Mum, I'll be home in 5 minutes".
When he got off at the next stop, half the carriage burst into laughter and got scowled at by his three mates.
( , Thu 10 Jun 2004, 0:24, Reply)
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