It’s a known fact that Leith has more bumfluff moustaches per head of the population than anywhere else in the world other than Iraq.
I was entertained by one this morning whilst at the bus stop. Two ned type gentlemen were in the process of giving each other “deid airms” when a wasp from a nearby bin intervened. The two halfwits decided to form a hasty alliance and take on the winged insect in a “square go”.
The wasp however is a mere background character in this story. The main star of the show was ned number one’s neatly trimmed bumfluff moustache. This wasn’t one of your random wispy and straggly efforts. This was quite clearly trimmed in a neat line to about 3mm above the lip line.
Just goes to show you should never judge a book by it’s cover. I already had the young ruffian labelled as a ne’er do well based on his scruffy tracksuit and proliferation of Elizabeth Duke sovvy rings. Quite clearly the young fella has pride in his appearance after all.
on Sep 30th, 2008 at 5:13 am
I am ashamed to say that, once I have clocked the tracksuit and the rest, I do not look closely enough to see the moustache. My experience is that gentlemen of that ilk do not like to be looked at for some reason (despite making themselves so noticeable) and I don’t want a deid airm.