[F_T_Y]

Im not talking about the ones that sit out on the street wanting some money tossed in their direction,i usually give money to them, i would feel like a c**t otherwise

I want the storytellers you know the ones that hang around the bus station etc

I was up in aberdeen for a darts tournament and on my way to the venue this guy stops me and his ice breaker was "do you know were wick is " I said yeah up the way,then his story changed and said he was up from london and needed money to get the train back, So i gave him a pound and he went on his way singing a song,This was at half ten in the morning.

[Gaz]

I met a guy in Porec in Croatia who claimed to have designed the Motorola Pyramids on the M8.

How he knew about them I've no idea.

[THE KING]

F_T_Y, on 11 February 2012 - 15:47, said:

Im not talking about the ones that sit out on the street wanting some money tossed in their direction,i usually give money to them, i would feel like a c**t otherwise

I want the storytellers you know the ones that hang around the bus station etc

I was up in aberdeen for a darts tournament and on my way to the venue this guy stops me and his ice breaker was "do you know were wick is " I said yeah up the way,then his story changed and said he was up from london and needed money to get the train back, So i gave him a pound and he went on his way singing a song,This was at half ten in the morning.

I was up in Aberdeen and I asked this guy where wick was , he told me he would tell me for a can of skol, he asked where I was from and when I said Glasgow he told me I was a lying cockney Kunt he then threw a pound coin at me and told me to fuk off .this was at half ten in the morning.

[well fan for life]

There was a guy used to go round Glasgow Central asking for money saying he was needing money for his train back to newcastle.

He used the same story for about 6 years.

[Swampy]

Not tramps but I was laid over in Charlotte, South Carolina once trying to get home, only for all flights to Dallas to be cancelled that night, so I had to stay in a local motel. I was walking across the car park to get to the petrol station to buy beer and a guy beckoned me over to his car. It was a young guy, probably late teens, early twenties, sitting with a young woman of the same age. So he showed me a tattered print-out of a funeral announcement and said that his sister had died and he needed more money to pay for the burial. The printout looked legit: I said I didn't have any cash on me but I was about to use the ATM in the petrol station so I'd give him some on my way back around. So I lifted cash, got my beer, started walking back over. The guy took the $10 gratefully but then asked if I could ask my "employees" for more. I should mention that I was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts, as it was summer and that's how I roll, and didn't exactly look the high-flying businessman. So I just said "naw but" and walked back to the hotel. Good times.

[jupe1407]

Dundee Bus Station had some tremendous jakeballs.

I was stopped once on my way to get the bus back to Kirriemuir by a chap who offered to sell me a cashline card for £1. I was somewhat bemused and asked him why on earth he'd sell it. He then assured me there was £300 in the account and he'd give me the card and the pin number for £1. Clearly my next question was "Well would it not be easier if you just got the money out yourself? There's a machine round the corner". He batted this one off by telling me he had a gammy leg, it was too far to walk etc. He'd looked fucking sprightly enough when he'd seen me coming. I just said "sorry mate, not interested" and walked on, half expecting a torrent of abuse. Instead, i got about 10 paces and heard the guy shout one word, at the top of his voice, which was "c**t". I didn't see him around there again.

Also, anyone who ever got a late night bus from the Seagate station in the early 90s will probably have been asked for a fag by the most horrific prostitute in history. She was about 5 foot tall and the same width, and was fucking reeking of drink and f**k knows what else. People would give her fags just to get rid of her.

This post has been edited by jupe1407: 11 February 2012 - 16:56

[Stevie Aitken's Love Child]

There used to be an old buy who walked around the wellpark in Greenock when I was a young lad, and he would sit on the benches near where we were playing football and neck a couple of cans of breaker, you know the script. He would shout encouragement at us, tell us we were good players etc. He used to insist that he was once the British Welterweight Boxing Champion when he was in is late teens, and I suppose it might have been true, but when you see an old jake sitting on a bench in pish stained jeans tell you, you find it hard to believe.

[ICTChris]

A young lassie asked me for change for her bus on Elm Row once , I gave her 50p, thought she might not be a junkie/jakeball/beggar but a week later she asked me again outside the Omni Centre. Sad stuff.

Remember that guy who registered on P&B and only ever posted about tramps?

[McKee]

Stevie Aitken, on 11 February 2012 - 18:02, said:

There used to be an old buy who walked around the wellpark in Greenock when I was a young lad, and he would sit on the benches near where we were playing football and neck a couple of cans of breaker, you know the script. He would shout encouragement at us, tell us we were good players etc. He used to insist that he was once the British Welterweight Boxing Champion when he was in is late teens, and I suppose it might have been true, but when you see an old jake sitting on a bench in pish stained jeans tell you, you find it hard to believe.

Cue: I DIDENT KNOW U NEW MCKIES unKle!11 hahaHhaa green dots plz

This post has been edited by McKee: 11 February 2012 - 18:13

[ffcsam]

McKee, on 11 February 2012 - 18:13, said:

Cue: I DIDENT KNOW U NEW MCKIES unKle!11 hahaHhaa green dots plz

For someone who want's to forget, you ain't half finding it hard to let go

[smpar]

Stevie Aitken, on 11 February 2012 - 18:02, said:

There used to be an old buy who walked around the wellpark in Greenock when I was a young lad, and he would sit on the benches near where we were playing football and neck a couple of cans of breaker, you know the script. He would shout encouragement at us, tell us we were good players etc. He used to insist that he was once the British Welterweight Boxing Champion when he was in is late teens, and I suppose it might have been true, but when you see an old jake sitting on a bench in pish stained jeans tell you, you find it hard to believe.

I DIDENT KNOW U NEW MCKIES unKle!11 hahaHhaa

[Bert Raccoon]

McKee, on 11 February 2012 - 18:13, said:

Cue: I DIDENT KNOW U NEW MCKIES unKle!11 hahaHhaa green dots plz

Green dot for the fact you're clearly losing the plot.

[McKee]

ffcsam, on 11 February 2012 - 18:16, said:

For someone who want's to forget, you ain't half finding it hard to let go

I was parodying the members of the forum underclass and their predictable "repartee". Nothing to do with the fable itself. I would've thought that was pretty obvious.

smpar, on 11 February 2012 - 18:22, said:

I DIDENT KNOW U NEW MCKIES unKle!11 hahaHhaa

The irony of missing out the 2nd part is most likely lost on you.

[jmothecat]

I once got asked for money from someone in Stirling so he could buy his nephew an 'Easter Card'.

I assume he meant egg but said it wrong.

There was also another man who spoke to me fairly frequently in Stirling. He would always lead by asking questions such as 'Do you know where Alloa is?' etc except he seemed to change the location each time. I told him I had no money the first time and he followed me down the street for about ten minutes until I got to my flat. About an hour later my flatmates and I got into a taxi, just after the taxi started moving the same man ran up to it, opened the door and tried to jump in.

Saw him on numerous occasions for about a year and he always asked me for money. After that I never saw him again, I assume he finally managed to get to Alloa.

[ffcsam]

McKee, on 11 February 2012 - 19:26, said:

I was parodying the members of the forum underclass and their predictable "repartee". Nothing to do with the fable itself. I would've thought that was pretty obvious.

So, Attention seeking then? Well played

[wunfellaff]

McKee, on 11 February 2012 - 19:26, said:

I was parodying the members of the forum underclass and their predictable "repartee". Nothing to do with the fable itself. I would've thought that was pretty obvious.

fable------story - legend - tale - myth - fiction



I dont think it falls into 'fable' do you?

[Lambie's Pigeon Feed]

I like the ones who ask you for a quid for a "bottle ah wine" or a "can ah supey", that kind of honesty gets a donation from me.

[2LIVE]

[hugh jarse]

i was once walking up the steps at waverley station when a trampy guy asked me to buy a big issue. he looked rather aggressive and rough, i looked down and gazed at his rather expensive new trainers. i then told him "away and get a job ya lazy bas*ard". he took exception to this and chased after me, but despite his designer footwear couldnt catch up

[JamboMikey]

I gave a homeless man a tenner on the North Bridge a few years ago after I'd been on the bevvy. He promised me he wasn't going to spend it on hard drugs.

A likely story.

[Forza_Paisley]

Once spoke to a smelly hairy drunk tramp on the canal path near Milton who swore he captained the 1987 Scottish cup winning team.

[Zen Archer]

Boring factoid, Blackpool Council refuse the sale of the Big Issue in the town.

[McKee]

ffcsam, on 11 February 2012 - 19:32, said:

So, Attention seeking then? Well played

No, that doesn't even make any sense. My being mentioned was inevitable. As was the influx of green dots from the underclass members, for whichever of them was first to do it. It was a preemptive strike, stopping both sides of the equation.

[jm1]

When waiting on a taxi home on Sauchiehall Street a good-looking girl came up to me crying saying she'd got drunk and lost her purse containing all of her bank cards, house keys, etc. She asked for a few quid to get the bus home so I felt sorry for her and gave her a couple of quid.

A few weeks later, I was walking down the same street when she came up to me again, crying saying the same thing. How unlucky can one girl be...?

[Cammy35]

When I visited Amsterdam for a weekend with my brother and a couple of mates we arrived at the train station in Amsterdam and needed either a bus or a tram to our hotel. A tramp came up to us and offered assistance. He had memorised the bus and tram timetables and for a Euro would tell us when and where to go to get a bus to our Hotel, he spoke perfect English. I remember thinking on one hand this guy is ingenious and providing a good service but on the other thinking that it said something that someone of his abilities was begging on the streets.