Happenings Wiggly-Woo!
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| Sunday, 08 March 2009 22:22 |
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Firstly, what the piss is a wiggly woo? A fluffy snake on a stick that wiggles, making those within visual range say "woo" as they look on in joy. Why am I writing about them? Well, I'm not - I'm writing about why I saw countless middle aged people enjoying their wiggly goodness in Chelmsford High Street the other day. There's a 70 year old man walking around Chelmsford High Street with what must of been a hundred of these fluorescent, multi-coloured fluffy snakes all over his carcass yelling "wiggly wiggly, two-pand, get you're wiggly-woos today" on the outside, internally yelling "oh sweet Jesus, where did it go wrong, how have I ended up spending my retirement on the streets selling wiggly-fucking-woos?". My and my friend joke about whether or not he's managed to cover the cost of his lunch in wiggly-woo sales today, and as we look on at him, mockingly, we see a rather large middle-aged woman approach him.We assume she's going to buy a wiggly-woo for a grand-kid or something, so we expect her to buy it and shove it in her bag and walk off - but no - she takes the wiggly-woo and walks down the high street, wiggling it around on the stick, looking gleefully on until she walks out of sight. It made me think like... how does watching fluorescent fluff shake on the end of a stick provoke a smile from a fully-matured woman? Fair enough, the sub-conscience is most likely conditioned to become captivated by fluorescent motion - bright colours and rapid motion are ultimately a fine source of entertainment as a child, however, much like the urge to cry when hungry - surely it is one of many instincts lost to maturity Apparently not, as she wasn't the only one. So yea, that's pretty much all I wanted to say on it - if you're around Chelmsford High Street this week, look out for the wiggly-woo man! |
