I’m talking about proper, old-school, shopping trolley and beard tramps. Of either sex. Ideally with a bit of old rope for a belt and minimal teeth.
I realised this tonight after two large glasses of red wine, and have been giggling to myself so much that I had to log my thoughts immediately. My reasoning for above statement is thus:
- They don’t walk very well, often staggering.
- Staggering is usually accompanied with the clutching of a bottle.
- They beg for stuff.
- They shout random gibberish.
- They cack themselves.
Granted – not my most politically correct post, but I believe previous statement regarding wine consumption should
exonorate exhonarate ecs let me off any guilt!
Pash the boccle . . .