Comments on Dumpster Diving

Yeah...that was me.

Because sometimes you need to just stop what you're doing and take a little nap. You know, to... refresh.

Obligatory nerdism:

DEAD PERSON: I'm not dead!
CART MASTER: What?
CUSTOMER: Nothing. Here's your ninepence.
DEAD PERSON: I'm not dead!
CART MASTER: 'Ere. He says he's not dead!
CUSTOMER: Yes, he is.
DEAD PERSON: I'm not!
CART MASTER: He isn't?
CUSTOMER: Well, he will be soon. He's very ill.
DEAD PERSON: I'm getting better!
CUSTOMER: No, you're not. You'll be stone dead in a moment.
CART MASTER: Oh, I can't take him like that. It's against regulations.
DEAD PERSON: I don't want to go on the cart!
CUSTOMER: Oh, don't be such a baby.
CART MASTER: I can't take him.
DEAD PERSON: I feel fine!
CUSTOMER: Well, do us a favour.
CART MASTER: I can't.
CUSTOMER: Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes? He won't be long.
CART MASTER: No, I've got to go to the Robinsons'. They've lost nine today.
CUSTOMER: Well, when's your next round?
CART MASTER: Thursday.
DEAD PERSON: I think I'll go for a walk.
CUSTOMER: You're not fooling anyone, you know. Look. Isn't there something you can do?
DEAD PERSON: [singing] I feel happy. I feel happy. [whop]
CUSTOMER: Ah, thanks very much.
CART MASTER: Not at all. See you on Thursday.

Transients frequently do that in the winter to stay warm, but who wants to get near a dumpster in the summer? Ugh.

“He was no longer a body,” Jamieson said, channeling Charles Mudede.

fantastic! still laughing.

That's what happens when you get kicked out of the Vu!

Now that's a real shame when folks be throwin' away a perfectly good white boy like that.

He was recontextualized! I was going to express my hope that if were dead, his assailant had sinisterly exclaimed, "time to take out the trash" before felling the poor man - but I'm instead just going to bask in the arcane film quote prowess of this particular group.