Tramps
Tramps, burn-outs and the homeless insane all go to making life that little bit more interesting.
Gather around the burning oil-drum and tell us your hobo-tales.
suggested by kaol
( , Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:47)
Tramps, burn-outs and the homeless insane all go to making life that little bit more interesting.
Gather around the burning oil-drum and tell us your hobo-tales.
suggested by kaol
( , Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:47)
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"Would you like to stroke my monkey?"
McDonalds, late evening, Cambridge.
After a few hours of buggering around in the city me and my slightly intoxicated student chum-pals go for some eats at MaccyD's.
While I'm waiting for my apple pie a staggering, homeless Scotsman approaches me and asks,
"Would you like to stroke my monkey?" in an accent rough enough to give you a nasty carpet burn.
Now, at this point I'm panicking. A tramp's just asked me to wank him off in the middle of an almost empty fast-food outlet in the late hours of the night, he might have a knife...
But then the tramp suprises me, he unzips his coat to reveal a cheeky little plush monkey teddy and tickles it's chin. I laugh, he laughs, everythings okay again.
( , Sat 4 Jul 2009, 2:17, 1 reply)
McDonalds, late evening, Cambridge.
After a few hours of buggering around in the city me and my slightly intoxicated student chum-pals go for some eats at MaccyD's.
While I'm waiting for my apple pie a staggering, homeless Scotsman approaches me and asks,
"Would you like to stroke my monkey?" in an accent rough enough to give you a nasty carpet burn.
Now, at this point I'm panicking. A tramp's just asked me to wank him off in the middle of an almost empty fast-food outlet in the late hours of the night, he might have a knife...
But then the tramp suprises me, he unzips his coat to reveal a cheeky little plush monkey teddy and tickles it's chin. I laugh, he laughs, everythings okay again.
( , Sat 4 Jul 2009, 2:17, 1 reply)
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