Back in art school me and this one kid were walking around before class and we had a bum come up to us and start mumbling. So we started mumbling back to him. It escalated into the three of us yelling at each other. Then the dude just got up and ran away. Another time, my brother decided he wanted to drive thru downtown Pittsburgh on a Saturday night. We drove all over town, it was pretty cool with no other cars around. But then we went down Liberty Avenue and I seen hookers! Real life hookers are really weird looking.
I had a drunk chick offer to trade me her drink (in a 44oz cup) for my clip-on tie. she said it was sexy.
I was standing by the door at a souvenir shop next to the Mann's Chinese Theater in Hollywood waiting for my friends to finish shopping, when a guy dressed up as a Clown (wig, makeup, suit, everything) walked by, saw me and put his hand on my shoulder and asked if I want to go with him. I politely declined and he continued walking. No joke. I was working at a auto repair shop in Houston right after college and the lot where they keep all the cars waiting to be repaired was across the street from the office. The neighborhood is not the best to say the least, and one day when I was walking from the lot back to the office when a hooker who was old, bald, and missing some of her teeth asked me if I was a virgin. I shot her a murderous look and kept walking, while she just laughed. Lastly, when I was driving with my coworker in Chicago after we had dinner, the car in front of us stopped and a guy wearing nothing but a black briefs, shoes, and bowtie jumped out and shadowed some of the pedestrians while doing some weird dance. Amazingly most of the people he shadowed were oblivious to what's happening behind him. Both of us were completely flabbergasted at the sight and unfortunately we didn't have time to take a picture before he jumped back into the car and took off.
Some guy walked up to me and started singing 'It's not unusual' complete with finger snapping. My bad day went to good right then and there.
One summer night long ago, a guy on the run ran into our backyard and then tried to make it into our neighbor's back yard but couldn't clear the fence. Cops were right behind him, guns drawn, and stopped him in our side yard. They pretty much split his skull open with a brutal whack from their flashlights. He was bleeding up a mighty red storm when they threw his ass in the cruiser's backseat. A guy being chased by the cops wrapped his car around a telephone pole in front of the church across my street. He died instantly. An old lady drove her car into my next door neighbor's outdoor brick light towers. During one icy winter, a guy tried to drift on a turn with his shitbox car and ended up crashing through half of a house and it's side fence across the street. A school bus driver once ripped the front end off of a woman's van as she was picking up her daughter. He drove off and left the van's front end lying in the middle of the street. And as of very recently, there has been a MASSIVE swarm of black birds (ravens, crows, I don't know what the hell they are) in my back yard woods. They always fly from my woods, across/above my house, and move on to the trees across the street. I really should take a video of it because there are so many of these birds that it takes AT LEAST 10-15 minutes for all of them to move across to the trees on the opposing street. They almost black out the sky. There has to be at least a couple thousand of them.
2 summers ago walk along the street in front of the beach at about 11 pm and a couple was getting it on down on the bench in plain sight and in glare of a local bar and they weren't even trying to be quiet, hell to be honest they sounded like a couple of wild animals going at it XD I just kept walking.
When I was about 16, me and a friend were walking through the desert on the way home from someplace, I think a comic book store. Anyway, as we neared a big bush by the path we were walking down, we heard strange noises. We got closer and saw there were 3 homeless guys sitting in there, and one was scribbling on a piece of cardboard with a marker. They saw us and asked if we wanted a drink, we declined. They then informed us that the one scribbling on the cardboard was dying, and writing his will right now, and they were going to bury him by the road. The guy with the cardboard looked up, smiled, said something unintelligible, and showed us his "will," which was a bunch of random scribbles. We wished them luck and went on our way.
I was walking to the shopping Mall with a friend and I was wearing my TF T/shirt when these two guys on pushbikes rode passed us and yelled out Transformers and I yelled back at them, so What!
One time I was having a soft drink in the street and this orange fat man appeared out of nowhere and clapped me around the head. True story...
One spring on the right side yard of my house, there were 2 ladybugs getting it on the top of a leaf. One ladybug was on the top rear of the other. One on them was making a large clear bubbly mess that covered them both and dripped off the leaf. I went back into the right side yard for the next 4 days to finish cleaning out the fish pond, and they were still there on the same leaf going at it. This must explain why my bedroom (which is on the same right side of the house) always gets tons of Ladybugs around the windows and ceiling fan during the summer. Does that count?
A few years back, I went to a rave in downtown Pittsburgh. As I was getting off the freeway, I saw a man being chased up the exit ramp by another man with a hammer. And yes, i was still sober at the time, so I know I really saw it... Another time, in downtown Louisville, coming home from another rave (not quite as sober) I had to stop for gas. As I'm at the pump, a crackhead walks up to me and asks me if I want a BJ. As I pull my hand back to punch him, he throws his hands up and says "not from me man, from the black chick" and points to a girl sitting on the curb about 15 feet behind him. She looked like I'd catch something just from being in the same parking lot as her, so I (un)politely declined the offer. another one... after another rave, here in Cleveland, I leave the venue and walked to my car, only to find that a homeless guy curled up and sleeping in my back seat. Since my doors didn't lock, and I had a collum lock on my stearing wheel, I really wasn't all that mad, and since it was about 6 in the morning in december, I even bought him a coffee after I woke him up. He was very polite and appologetic, and he told me the last thing he remembered about the night before was taking what someone told him was asprin... I handed him his coffee and said "Oh you were at that rave too?" He didn't get the joke. I have a ton of crazy raver stories like these because I was a raver/promoter for 10 years. I literally could make a whole thread myself.
Had an errand across town last fall, and being without a car I had to walk there. From a crossing street this average Joe walks out and just as he passed by me he said loud and clear: "Man, it's gettin' real cold". I couldn't see a phone or anything, so I just assumed that he was the type who would just talk to random people on the street, so I responded with a quick "Yeah". The guy instantly turned around and almost shouted "WHAT?!". It was... freaky. Also, 7 or 8 years back when I was in the Pokémon TCG League I occasionally saw some... interesting stuff when I was on my way home in the evenings. One time, two guys got out of a car and approached the ATM's. But instead of withdrawing money or, well, robbing them. They started stripping. Just dropping their clothes on the ground until they were in their boxers. Another time I passed a slightly overweight dude in silver tights, some logo on the chest and a cape. Later learnt that it was a bachelor party thing. And at the same ATM mentioned earlier, I became the witness to two cops in civilian clothing making two arrests at gunpoint. Just dragged the suspects out of a car and forced them to the ground.
Some folks drove their (probably stolen) car past me at break neck speed, and chucked cups of scalding coffee on me as they went passed. Lovely place, Blackpool. I'd advise no one to visit unless you plan on burning the town to the ground.
When this weird Nudist Chased me for no reason...thank god i did not get caught by him.. and one time This guy Dressed up as TF2's Heavy Kept Following me (Because i was Wearing a Scout outfit)and Screaming Medic! and one time a guy in a Pink Tu-tu was Being Chased by the cops...Idk what that was about,Later i learned he was Crazy & Drunk.
It's not "in the streets" in that sense, per se. BUT...the only time I've been to West Virginia, I saw a kid taking a dump in a Walmart parking lot. Mmhmmm.....no more WV for me
No kidding. As for anything weird happening to me on the streets? Well...nothing special. Though when I had this one job in the ghetto, I'd hear a lot of ambulance noises. Oh, and a couple of homeless guys walking around and a drug deal take place near where I worked. I couldn't have quit soon enough.
