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I was wearing my old school greatcoat (long, black) on the tube around eight months ago. Some girl who looked around a year younger than me started taking the piss (lol wearing black makes u a goth!!!) from halfway across the carriage with her friends, so, naturally I walked over there. They looked pretty rough (this was central London mind you), but I was a head above them, so they looked somewhat intimidated when I approached and gave them what I'm pretty sure must have been the most vicious deathstare I've ever given. They turned totally timid and awkwardly apologised. One of them then pretended to like my coat, and even had the nerve to ask for my number
![]() I also have awkward (but nice) conversations with the homeless street vendors in Canterbury on occasion. They tend to ask if I've been to Sheffield or Cardiff or x british place and that's just about it. I know a few of them by name now. Jam it back in, in the dark. |
There's nowhere I can't reach. |
So today I was in Tesco looking at biscuits when a slightly deranged man started talking to me about how much he loved custard creams and that ginger snaps were horrible and I was only buying them to fit in with the cool people.
It was like some kind of horrifying, bizarre nightmare. This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. |