Years ago, getting the bus home, some nutter in Wehrmacht uniform, long hair, beard, trenchcoat etc shouting and ranting randomly, eventually thrown off by the driver.
Started uni in Glasgow six months later, and guess who's sitting in the common room..... O_o
Known as Psycho Allan, total batshit mentalist, still in Wehrmacht getup, but
he did have a Sega Saturn, which we'd find him playing between 2-5am coming back from the pub, usually Wipeout 2097. Turns out he couldn't play for toffee, but enjoyed the "colours" and was ever indebted to a few of us as we fired through it unlocking new stuff. Used to rant about conspiracy theories and suchlike, the "fact" that Saturn V rockets during the Apollo missions were mind-controlled by monkeys being a favourite.
Last time we saw him was after finding him in a dark common room, switching on the lights, and seeing him sitting in blood soaked full Highland dress laughing hysterically. Oh shit. Turned out he fell 6ft backwards falling off the little wall outside the GUU down to the basement access, huge head wound.
Took all five hall wardens to man-handle him into a taxi, screaming "no fecking doctor is stitching me up ! I'll kill him !"
Kicked out off halls the following day, for "having too many candles, breaching the fire code".
You can read this ? You've helped ruin the place.