I used to get hassled every day by the same fat big issue seller down fleet street outside the post office
I never gave him a dime, he just wasn't believable enough
I used to get hassled every day by the same fat big issue seller down fleet street outside the post office
I never gave him a dime, he just wasn't believable enough
Mcdonalds thrown away. ******FREE GERMS*********
he appeared to be there 24 hours a day.
Whatever time I passed he was there. reading the same book.
I wanted to know where he went to go to the toilet. Or when did he eat. He didn't seem a dirty chap. I also was curious to know what book it is.
He hadnt moved as the answer was daunting
started getting amorous with each other. Every time I completed a circuit, they were getting hotter and heavier. I had to alter my route in order to avoid seeing them actually copulate.
Needless to say, they were grotesque.
His stink was such that you smelled him coming a minute before he appeared. Even French people reeled at his aroma. I can't even begin to describe the rich, layered and foetid stench he emitted.
To be fair, it was effective, though. You gave him money just to get him downwind of you. My companion realised he'd given the guy nearly 10 Euros such was the panic his reek induced.
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