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This was a while ago but once, on my way down to a night club of vile repute, I saw a very large, very intense looking, American Indian kinda dude staring at a street lamp and challenging it to some kind of cosmic battle. He really was making some of the most terrifying gestures toward it. It was really scary.
Also, and perhaps only of interest to fellow Brighton Barbeloids, I once saw the person that everyone in Brighton knows as "Bus-clapping Man" (In that he walks up and down the high street, you guessed it, clapping at buses) standing outside the institute of scientology in the middle of the night, while the alarm was going off, pointing at it and laughing uncontrollably. It was utterly bizzare.
The only conclusion I can reach is that Brighton is some kind of battle ground for a whole host of cozmik superdudes who are at war with light and sound emitting appliances.
If only they'd do something about that cunt with the bass guitar and the effects pedals. |
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