jock strap Posted June 1, 2015 Share Posted June 1, 2015 Yip, that's the fker. I had the misfortune of living above him, complete and utter scumbag. I warned the council and his housing association for over a year that he was a total liability and serious health risk. A month after myself and Mrs Bzzzz moved out he set the place on fire. A miracle no-one was killed. And that's no even the start of it! I've just been having a very interesting conversation via txt with whoever now has your phone ya bampot ! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bzzzz Posted June 1, 2015 Share Posted June 1, 2015 I've just been having a very interesting conversation via txt with whoever now has your phone ya bampot ! ha ha ha. (Pm'd you) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bzzzz Posted June 1, 2015 Share Posted June 1, 2015 That's exactly the guy I thought it was - pretty sure he used to always try to sell rocking horses. I used to like in Bryson Road, so saw him hanging around the area most days. A friend of a friend lived in that block on Watson Crescent as well. Watson Crescent has some absolute bams living in it! Definitely. The cnt used to come into our pub trying to sell them. We lived over the fker for 4 years. No idea why we put up with it for so long. The cnt was on a protected tenancy. Disgusting scumbag. Aye Watson Crescent used to be a good street to live in but all of a sudden nosedived. Tons of jakeys & junkies. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Davied14 Posted June 1, 2015 Share Posted June 1, 2015 (edited) He tried to sell me his kilt one morning as well. Edited June 1, 2015 by Davied14 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
giblet Posted June 1, 2015 Share Posted June 1, 2015 Aye Watson Crescent used to be a good street to live in but all of a sudden nosedived. Tons of jakeys & junkies. Sounds like the Gorgie area. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DoonTheSlope Posted June 1, 2015 Share Posted June 1, 2015 (edited) A jakey in Embra called Peter. He always wore a kilt or some kind of military stuff amd wandered the streets after money "for a cup of tea". Most fowk will have seen him. Revolting cockwomble Where's a beige coat, kilt, glengarry/tam o'shanter and occasionally a high viz vest?? That dirty old kqunt was seen having a ham shank on the island on Lochend Road outside the Loch Inn one night. Edited June 1, 2015 by DoonTheSlope Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louch Posted June 1, 2015 Share Posted June 1, 2015 One morning I was sitting in waverly waiting on an early train south and suddenly smelt shite, he was walking through with his legs caked in it . Didn't finish my breakfast Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Flora MaDonald Posted June 1, 2015 Share Posted June 1, 2015 Meanwhile, the Hoeseshoe Bar in Glega is treated to all the greats Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Orraloon Posted June 2, 2015 Share Posted June 2, 2015 One morning I was sitting in waverly waiting on an early train south and suddenly smelt shite, he was walking through with his legs caked in it . Didn't finish my breakfast Maybe he did, after you had left? Classic ploy. Works every time. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fishcumnock Posted June 2, 2015 Share Posted June 2, 2015 2. Of us got a free brekkie on the ferry back fae a France qualifier Sea wiz heavin so were the TWA English guys , they came back tae Thur Plates being taken away , we casually fekked off ,as ye do in these skint circumstances. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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