This evening on the way back from poker, I was reminded as to why Woking is such a wonderful place to live when I encountered (at 9:45 at night, no later) a drunk guy urinating on a bus stop. With little subtelty about it either.
At least, I presume he was drunk. I didn't stop to check. I really, really hope he was, because if he was just lazy that's just rather tragic and pathetic! Oh, and he got off at my stop too.
Fantastic.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
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Wow... if that's what it takes to make ya love a place.. You'd love Long Beach.... ~shudders at the memory of witnessing that in a parking lot~
I saw it on the side of my house! I win
I once peed behind a bus stop... into a bush though. And it was at least 1am. Shameful.
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