What's The Strangest Thing You've Seen This Week?
‘… so if we go now we could be home in time for…’ I trailed off, my french fry dangling limply mid air as my husbands face creased into a smirk.
-What? I haven’t said anything funny. I scowled at him over my tray of burger and fries, what the hell’s wrong with him?
I ate the chip and tried again. ‘We can be home in time to pick the kids up and still…’
Great, he’s laughing now. What the hell?
He looked down at the table and mumbled something trying hard to stop smiling. I could see him trying to get control of the muscles in his face and failing miserably.
What did I say?
I couldn’t help myself, I was smiling along with him.
‘What? What are you laughing at?’
‘Mumble mumble.’
‘What?’
‘Mumble, mumble, gangsters, mumble.’
Honestly, I have better luck deciphering my daughter’s Finglish at times. Did he just say gangsters?
‘What?’
‘We’re being over taken by gangsters.’
He nodded his head in the direction of the door behind me and I turned around and had to bite my lip hard to stop myself from bursting out in laughter.
Slouched at the table by the door was a man with a bright orange perma tan, sporting a black bandana under his black cap, black bomber jacket zipped up to cover the bottom of his face and…you’re never going to believe this…a gold medallion, hanging down the front on a thick gold chain, to match his large golden earrings.
This guy was at least 30.
And orange. Did I mention how freakishly orange he was?
And the medallion?
In the middle of Kuusamo (the least gansta hood place you could ever imagine times a billion) on a Monday afternoon sat slouched with his 13 year old hommies, giving the attitude stare to everyone that walked passed.
I nearly peed my pants holding back the urge to point, laugh and then get my camera out.
There’s nowt as queer as folk, eh?
What strange things have you seen this week?
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I'm Heather, an ex expat, now back in blighty and living in Lancashire. Which is just like Lapland only less snowy...and stuff.
What strange things have you seen this week?
My mirror.
LOL! It’s that bad?
As for me-nope nothing strange at all. Boy-guess my week hasn’t been all that interesting. LOL!
This week?? Absolutely nowt, or perhaps I’m just unobservant.
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http://holykaw.alltop.com/101-year-old-woman-sprouts-horns
Unfortunately, I saw this…thanks to my 14-year-old daughter who showed it to me. And then she calculated how many more years it would be before I sprouted my own horn.
I WANT one! If I get to that age I definitely want a horn, endless fun
scaring children, getting really quickly to the front of queues…I might
get a fake one to wear in public just for the hell of it.
Don’t you love it when people go over board with the fake tan and end up orange. And why do European gangsters always dress in 70s disco gear?
I’ve been in bed with stomach flu this week. So the strangest thing I saw was my OH getting out of bed @ 7.30 to get the kids ready for school. That never happens in my house!!
Unfortunately I have to be boring here and say the strangest thing I have seen this week is one night of uninterrupted sleep. No need to explain why my brain can’t come up with anything better than that
Jen.
lol, really? Oh dear!
An award you say? Ooooh….
Bloody hell, that is quite strange! It’s really not something you see much of here, the fake tan – especially not on men but it was so orange you couldn’t help feeling a bit sorry for him. As for the clothing…well, I still giggle when I think about it. Medallion? Oh my God!
oh but what a wonderful thing that night is! We are starting to get them more frequently in this house but those nights when one of the wakes it make me remember what it used to be like…
I’m off to Helsinki tomorrow and confident I’ll have much more to report next week.
By the way, I guess you’ve heard the Finnish version of Toto’s Africa? Kuusamo always makes think of it, it’s just like in Africa up there…?
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Helena xx
The guy who came to quote for decorating our hall just managed to leave the house without his shoes – more funny than strange, but still odd that a. he felt the need to walk around our house without shoes (if you’d seen it, you’d know that whatever’s on the shoes is unlikely to make much difference to the carpet we inherited from the previous occupants) and b. he couldn’t tell he didn’t have them on when leaving… By the way, do you speak Finnish? Very, very hard, I’ve heard.
Ha, ha I would’ve loved to see a photo of that! (Insert gangsta pose here) “Word to ya mutha, peace out y’all!” Okay, yeah, definitely not me! lmbo
Too bad you didn’t get a photo, you could have posted it in Tara’s Gallery with the heading “a great big zero!”
Strangest thing I’ve seen: hmmm, my children? They are quite odd. The boy likes to dress like a girl, you know. And the girl likes to accessorise. And the baby knows how to undress himself now and looks pretty odd naked (a mom’s allowed to say that!)
Or maybe the very drunk, very irate fellow rapping on the door of the empty house across the street a couple nights ago? I always thought my neighbour was running her own little home business (if you get my drift) and now that she’s moved I’m pretty sure she hasn’t informed all her “clients.”
Wait! I know the strangest! The little, bright yellow, seed-like things in my son’s diaper this morning. We haven’t eaten anything even faintly resembling that. Isn’t it amazing what the human digestive system can do!
The Finnish version of Toto’s Africa? Nope…
Am sure you will have lots to report after some time spent in Helsinki!
He left without his shoes on? how odd! and yes, i do speak Finnish. some. It’s hard at first but like anything I guess the more you practise the easier it comes. My hubbys parents speak no English neither do a lot of the older locals so i really had to learn. also i want to know what our kids are saying!
I really wanted to take a picture but hubby wouldn’t let me. He’s such a spoil sport at times!
ok you win – yours are by far stranger! a yellow seed thing? How odd. i really wanted to take a picture – not of the contents of your sons nappy but of the gansta dude – but hubby wouldn’t let me. He’s so sensible and grown up sometimes.
Nothing strange here. But we have gangsta wanna be’s here too. I wonder if they really think they are tough guys?
It makes you wonder. I’m fairly certain that the real tough guys are the
ones that don’t feel the need to advertise it.
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I thought I saw an escaped convict. (I probably didn’t.)
oh come on, you’re going to have to explain that one!
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Erm, nothing. But OMG what you saw was hilarious.
Too bad you didn’t get a shot. I always think about carrying a small camera with me for blog-worthy material. The strangest thing I’ve seen this week? A donkey humping a squirrel……….. That was a lie. I just can’t think of anything interesting.
ROFL. This story was hilarious. Esp. because you described to a T several of my family members. Do I need to say more?
it was funny. I really wish I’d gotten a picture.
I know! I use my phone camera as my normal camera and so always have it with
me but the hubby wouldn’t allow it.
Nooo! Really? Oh you poor girl!
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Brilliantly described – had me laughing out loud!
thank kitty, glad to have made you smile!
The painter at the holiday cottages. Painting.
CJ xx
Bloody hell! What, like actually doing work and stuff? Crikey!
Yeah, he’s like ya typical work man. Everytime I’ve looked over he’s sat in his van with a flask and a fag. Think I’m in the wrong game.
Looking forward to your post tomorrow… xx
Ah bless, trouble is nowadays I always wonder if maybe they’re carrying!
WEM xx
It’s not very likely where we live, to be honest. Must be a big worry
around London though.
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Oh dear!
I live in London, one of the world’s biggest metropoli (is that the plural for metrolpolis? not sure), but I haven’t seen a sight as strange as that. Except, I did see this on Wednesday… http://yfrog.com/86x1mj
Indeed!
What the fuck? Is that a really long piece of material or something else? do you have any idea why it is there? how very odd. i want to know more…
It’s fake hair. The building is called The Gunmakers and is on Beak Street in Soho. Until the 90′s it really had been a gunmakers since Georgian times and is now an art gallery. They’ve not repainted the outside, so it’s a rather beautiful dirty shade of green. That’s what I love about London. You can’t move without coming across something weird, interesting, very old or all three.
and there was me trying to figure out what hanging an old sheet out had to do with gun making…lol. All very odd.
You’ve inspired me to put the photo on my blog. It really is quite interesting.
cool! it really is!
Erm, I was witness to a rather large lady in skimpy green neon shorts — yes, hte sun had come out here in Florida and so too did the queer folk. I did a double take as I have a similar pair myself! Oh yeah and it was in Wal-mart no less. *sigh*
lol
Oh that’s good, I’m glad the Tango Man has found something new to do with his life
And the strangest thing I’ve seen this week is the very, very badly photoshopped pictures of children in party hats in a catalogue I just received.
They are TERRIBLE. I have may to scan them in for mocking purposes.
oh please do and then leave a link here! would love to see them.
Yes, the Tango man is safe and well and living in Kuusamo it seems.