A man and his Mars bar.

Alright, while nothing remotely interesting has really happened over the past day and a bit apart from the fact that I had a few exams, however they're not the reason that I'm posting this.


So, this is a story about one special man and his need for Mars bars. 


So, considering that I'm a northeastfag I tend to go to Newcastle city center quiet a bit and while nothing remotely interesting happens there on a daily basis, there is one weird thing that happened to me and a few friends while I was pissing about. 


>Walking around near the metro
>Heading over to HMV
>Some guy walks up to us
>Asks us to give him 40p for a Mars bar
>wat
>Says he's diabetic.
>Looks like he's high
>mfw  

Being the awkward cunts that we are, my friends and I decided to just walk away and go "Sorry. we've got no money" and then hoping he doesn't see us buy some shit in HMV, now that would just be awkward. Well, although that's not very interesting on it's own,  the next thing that happened made me lose my shit.

>About 2-3 months later

>Walking into HMV again

>SAME FUCKING GUY

>Asks for a Mars Bar

>Says he's diabetic

>Looks high again

>I burst out laughing

>Friends are trying to hide laughter

>Guy stands there

>No Mars bar for him

>Tell him he tried this stunt 2 month ago

>His face

I don't know, there isn't a picture to describe how awkward and also hilarious his facial expression was, he just turned away and waddled off into the crowd as we held back the tears. Alas, I've never encountered him since and I have a feeling I wont see him in a long time, farewell Mars Bar man. 

Now, I know it wasn't funny in a sort of side sidesplitting way or  anything of a sort but I've just got back from an exam and I'm pretty tired. I'll find a way to entertain you random people of the net, an impossible goal but one I hope to achieve.