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Originally Posted by Redliner
The first month I lived in Calgary, I was on the C-train on the way to work downtown at around 5:30 am. This guy gets on at Banff Trail and right away it was clear he was a little different. He had bright orange hair poofed up into this big cartoony flat-top, and he was wearing mirrorized sunglasses and one of those old Sun Ice jackets from the 80s with the collar zipped all the way up. He was listening to death metal cranked up so loud that everyone on the train could hear every word. Anyway he waits until the doors close and the train leaves the station, then stands in the middle of the aisle and yells out "I am ZORCON!! I WILL DESTROY YOU ALL!!" He reaches into his pocket and pulls out this massive handful of pennies, then just whips them down the train as hard as he can. People were getting beaned in the face with pennies and a couple guys started yelling, but everyone just kind of sat there because nobody was sure what this guy was going to do next. After the pennies stopped ricocheting everywhere it was like the guy didn't know what to do. He looked left, then right, then just stepped over to an empty seat and sat down like nothing had every happened. It was totally surreal.
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Ah yes, my Zorcon days. I don't miss 'em. What you didn't know is that I also had a bag of marbles in my pocket, but I chose the pennies as I was feeling charitable that day.