Walking through town yesterday I spied a group of people watching a so-called street entertainer.
It begged the question, ‘What makes a man decide that juggling basketballs while peddling a 12 foot tall unicycle is the way he wants to make a living?’
It beats the shit out of working
Ah, I saw him after he was finished. I noticed that his unicycle had two separate chains. Interesting, I thought, to have a double safety feature like that, while perched on top of a 12-foot tall pole in a city that is hardly renowned for being a safe place to be.
Well at least he’s got 2 skills that could be employed in a circus. It’s the ones that paint themselves gold or silver (or like fat band conductors) and stand like statues that I don’t understand. But worse again, what’s with those weirdos who squeeze themselves into a box 2′ x 2′ x 2′?
Because he can… or probably because he spent so much time learning how to ride a unicycle while juggling basketballs that he never learned to read.
Still at least he wasn’t David McSavage. (The marmite of street performers.)
Is he the cunt who strums a guitar and then tries, and fails, to make smart but funny comments about passers-by?
The very one Twenty. About as funny as a small white coffin and about as original as he is funny.
I’m not a hateful man but I hope he dies in about 12 different hospitals.
I’m with you. Had to spend some time waiting around the mouth of the Stephen’s Green centre last week and had to listen to the cunt. I was thinking of throwing some coins at him but there were too many people in the way.
‘What makes a man decide that juggling basketballs while peddling a 12 foot tall unicycle is the way he wants to make a living?’
Probably just making ends meet while he finishes his novel. Speaking of which…
Speaking of which I’m still awaiting editorial notes on the 2nd draft. Come on Ed, don’t leave me hangin’.
Last week the same guy juggled my nuts in his mouth for a tenner, the unicycle was nowhere to be seen. Frankly I think he’s come a long way in a week.
He’s most probably the child of incredibly high achieving parents and has worked out it’s a great way to piss them off.
Blame it on the mother…they all do.
..mostly failing the leaving cert probably…
…because every decision he has ever made in his life has been very, very wrong.
i keep on linking my gay old site.
Typical! All the street “performers” you could have attacked, and you go straight for the jugular.
OK, I’ll get me coat.
eric y says that jay whitlow once tried the unicycle thing but lasted only a few seconds and sammie has verified that whitlow has no skills in this area.