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[Misc] Strangest thing you've had nicked...
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OzMike
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My first car was stolen off the driveway, I had only just started my new job and was skint.
I only put fuel in it very sparingly.
They got about 3 streets away and it must have run out of petrol, so they left it.
Stolen and returned in a day !
I only put fuel in it very sparingly.
They got about 3 streets away and it must have run out of petrol, so they left it.
Stolen and returned in a day !
I had a car stolen many years ago, a day later I got a phone call from the police saying they had found it and could I collect from the Old Village car park. Got there, couldn't find it, looked all round, phoned the officer back who had called me to check I was in the right place, long story short, it had been stolen again in the ten miinutes between him calling, and me arriving to pick it up. Really was a you couldn't make it up moment, stolen twice in 24 hours.
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The Clamp
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I once lived in shared house. Got to know some of them. Others I didn’t care for.
There was one fat lad who lived there. Simon Davies. He was a disgrace. Sat alone in his room playing with himself all day. Ate crap. Never left the house.
He’s walk around topless and barefoot with his massive belly wobbling all over the place. He stank of cheesy feet and old musty bed covers.
His parents used the place as a postal address and were clearly in a shit tonne of debt. This lad has given them a key.
Told his Dad to f*** off out of it many times as he came to collect all his debt collection letters.
This lad used to steal anything and everything until there wasn’t a spoon left in the house that wasn’t festering under his manky bed.
He stole food, clothes, laundry detergent. He had no shame. We confronted him about it many times and eventually got him booted out after his freeloading Australian mate decided to try and move in.
That was the last straw.
He never had a job. . Came home in his joggers and stinking, ripped sweater one evening after claiming he’d been for an interview at Lidl.
He said he’d been offered the job but they wanted him to be store manager so he would have to wait until the current manager left.
He would tell the weirdest lies. Some of which included, I shit you not;
He couldn’t get drunk no matter how much alcohol he consumed. He claims he once got drunk on four litres of vodka And got stopped in his car (he didn’t even have a license) but when the police breathalysed him, it read zero.
As a child he won the Fastest Drummer In Europe finals because he had early onset Parkinson’s and his twitching arms made his such a fast drummer. He is apparently now cured.
He joined the gym but got banned because in his induction he could lift ALL the weights and asked; “have you got anything heavier”?
He said the gym owners were so jealous they barred him so he wouldn’t embarrass them.
And many other things I can’t remember.
This fat fucker was in his 30’s!!
We got debt letters for him and his parents for month. Including a bailiff visit.
Weirdest, creepiest fucker I ever met.
There was one fat lad who lived there. Simon Davies. He was a disgrace. Sat alone in his room playing with himself all day. Ate crap. Never left the house.
He’s walk around topless and barefoot with his massive belly wobbling all over the place. He stank of cheesy feet and old musty bed covers.
His parents used the place as a postal address and were clearly in a shit tonne of debt. This lad has given them a key.
Told his Dad to f*** off out of it many times as he came to collect all his debt collection letters.
This lad used to steal anything and everything until there wasn’t a spoon left in the house that wasn’t festering under his manky bed.
He stole food, clothes, laundry detergent. He had no shame. We confronted him about it many times and eventually got him booted out after his freeloading Australian mate decided to try and move in.
That was the last straw.
He never had a job. . Came home in his joggers and stinking, ripped sweater one evening after claiming he’d been for an interview at Lidl.
He said he’d been offered the job but they wanted him to be store manager so he would have to wait until the current manager left.
He would tell the weirdest lies. Some of which included, I shit you not;
He couldn’t get drunk no matter how much alcohol he consumed. He claims he once got drunk on four litres of vodka And got stopped in his car (he didn’t even have a license) but when the police breathalysed him, it read zero.
As a child he won the Fastest Drummer In Europe finals because he had early onset Parkinson’s and his twitching arms made his such a fast drummer. He is apparently now cured.
He joined the gym but got banned because in his induction he could lift ALL the weights and asked; “have you got anything heavier”?
He said the gym owners were so jealous they barred him so he wouldn’t embarrass them.
And many other things I can’t remember.
This fat fucker was in his 30’s!!
We got debt letters for him and his parents for month. Including a bailiff visit.
Weirdest, creepiest fucker I ever met.
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The Clamp
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Oh. I had my identity nicked once. Sort of.
Along with money.
When I worked in the film industry a guy basically used my CV to get work himself.
He got rumbled on the set of the Bad Education movie by a stunt coordinator and subsequently blacklisted.
He is an odd one. A con man basically. Dangerous individual.
I still see he pops up on weird fringe podcasts saying he’s part of some industry or other.
Stunt man, actor, graphic designer, stunt trainer, motorbike rider, video director etc
He cons young bands and authors into giving him money, promises he’ll make the video or publish their book. Takes a couple of grand down payment and then ghosts them. If you try and contact him he turns very nasty.
Me and a few mates he’d tried to rip off ran him out of Brighton a few years ago now.
I got my money back off him by sending a large man after him.
He is currently in Scotland I believe. Way, way up in the highlands hiding from people on some Christmas Tree farm. If the last I heard is true. Which it may not be.
And he’s still conning folks from what I can tell. A Google search of his name brings up endless poor young artists and musicians who are trying to get their work or money back off him.
There’s bound to be people on here that know him.
Along with money.
When I worked in the film industry a guy basically used my CV to get work himself.
He got rumbled on the set of the Bad Education movie by a stunt coordinator and subsequently blacklisted.
He is an odd one. A con man basically. Dangerous individual.
I still see he pops up on weird fringe podcasts saying he’s part of some industry or other.
Stunt man, actor, graphic designer, stunt trainer, motorbike rider, video director etc
He cons young bands and authors into giving him money, promises he’ll make the video or publish their book. Takes a couple of grand down payment and then ghosts them. If you try and contact him he turns very nasty.
Me and a few mates he’d tried to rip off ran him out of Brighton a few years ago now.
I got my money back off him by sending a large man after him.
He is currently in Scotland I believe. Way, way up in the highlands hiding from people on some Christmas Tree farm. If the last I heard is true. Which it may not be.
And he’s still conning folks from what I can tell. A Google search of his name brings up endless poor young artists and musicians who are trying to get their work or money back off him.
There’s bound to be people on here that know him.
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Taybha
Whalewhine
I love this thread 
my Monkey boots from outside the Goldstone,lucky would have it I found a much better pair of Oxblood Dr Martens, I'm sorry if they were yours but shit happens 
my Monkey boots from outside the Goldstone,lucky would have it I found a much better pair of Oxblood Dr Martens, I'm sorry if they were yours but shit happens maffew
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I had a bag, camera, suncream, and guide book stolen from a beach near Nha Trang, Vietnam, i though lt it was well hidden from view. But the kind thief took my glasses out of the bag and left them for me which was a win
Ok, so would any of us on NSC be familiar with any of your film experiences??
The Clamp
Well-known member
You’d have seen some of the films / TV I would imagine.
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BrightonCottager
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This happened to me on Christmas Day in Trinidad in about 2001. I was down a long beach surfing and saw this badjohn emerge from the mangrove swamp with a t shirt round his face and waving a cutlass (machete) at my wife and mate who were sitting on the beach. They gave up the bags containing money, car keys, prescription sunglasses and my clothes and we trudged half a mile back to the car park wondering how we were going to get home. Just before we reached the car park we heard a whistle and the not-so-badjohn chucked our bags back onto the beach, minus our cash and my prescription sunglasses and my mate's hat.
The best bit about this was that the police (who knew the culprit) had to fill in a victim profile report for us and described my appearance as 'ragamuffin'. For a while this became my sobriquet of choice.
Motogull
Todd Warrior
- Sep 16, 2005
- 10,871
Ha. What Johnson and Farage would call common sense policework.