Wednesday, 30 May 2007

Trainers up for grabs!

I have to show this!
My wife and I went shopping one Friday morning and found these hanging above the shopping precinct car park. In the dark recess of my mind I seem to recall seeing this type of thing elsewhere, possibly on telephone lines out in the country somewhere. However, the following Friday they were still there. Could the reason be:-
a) A calling card of some sort, of an out of town gang.
b) A dissatisfied (but rich and stupid) customer.
c) A drunken prank gone wrong.
d) A modern approach to the use of the bolas.
e) A failed attempt to a modern approach to the use of a bolas.

I wonder if they will be there this Friday. Why the hell do I care I’ve got my own trainers!

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