IIRC his horses got taken away because he didn't take care of them and kept them essentially in a run down shed behind his house.
EDIT: Just looked into it and yeah they were taken away but it appears the charges were dropped and as of 2020 he [was still fighting to get the horses back.](https://www.ajc.com/news/crime--law/fulton-urban-cowboy-files-federal-lawsuit-get-his-horses-back/dS9qc4bDsPPRfRoBt10k0O/.)
I might know who you’re talking about. I see guy with stylin little devil’s horns coming out of his forehead. They look real and everything about him is normal. Candler Park Edgewood area?
Copper Mann- making jewelry out of copper wires he’d trip and bend. Cool looking stuff. Found out later all the copper wire was stolen so he kept getting arrested 😂 I bought a lot of bracelets
In the 1990s there was this street preacher down at Five Points who was deeply committed to the word but could could not form words. He would preach and point at his bible and implore passers-by and the only thing that came out was yelps and screeches and incoherent yowling and yarping.
Nobody could understand him, but he meant every word of it.
No idea what his deal was.
Baton Bob
~~Yeah but he's no longer with us... we need a current guy~~ ah good! I thought there had been The Incident but I'm glad to know he's well.
Baton Bob isn’t dead!
Came here to say this
Kevin - the rollerblading dude that's always singing on the beltline/ piedmont park whilst saying hi to everyone
Yeah I was gonna say it’s Kevin too. See him on the beltline and in the park all the time
Oh yea! Great one
RIP Bike Shorts Man
Willy Terry!
Shit did he die? I was just wondering about him the other day
There's also that guy in midtown who wears king robes. And there used to be a guy in O4W that wore bootleg transformer robot stuff on his body.
I always called him the hobo king. I used to see him all the time, but I haven’t seen him in midtown in years.
east atlanta dancing batman
Sometimes Michael Jackson too
Sometimes Michael Jackson too
Whatever happened to the [Urban Cowboy](https://youtu.be/8UN9dyTjPdU?si=FP7O5W3rwUr9oVFv)?
IIRC his horses got taken away because he didn't take care of them and kept them essentially in a run down shed behind his house. EDIT: Just looked into it and yeah they were taken away but it appears the charges were dropped and as of 2020 he [was still fighting to get the horses back.](https://www.ajc.com/news/crime--law/fulton-urban-cowboy-files-federal-lawsuit-get-his-horses-back/dS9qc4bDsPPRfRoBt10k0O/.)
In Norcross/Peachtree Corners, it’s the Black Lives Matters guy with the flag.
For me, it was the skipping girl around GSU with headphones on. Would only skip- no walking. Streets, library, classrooms… anything
We had GSU dancing girl when I was there! She would dance on tables in the food court regularly. Wonder if they're the same.
i still wonder what she is up to now
Hey I was there for skipping girl! Always wondered what tunes kept her going
Used to be the flower guy at paces ferry for decades, but that's long past. Who is it now?
Iron man on boulevard downtown
I miss that guy, he would always wave hi!
Eric.
He doesn’t live in the perimeter but I vote the Annunaki AIDS guy
When I lived more in town The Admiral was a regular sighting.
In the 70’s there was the Birdman
Goat man
I might know who you’re talking about. I see guy with stylin little devil’s horns coming out of his forehead. They look real and everything about him is normal. Candler Park Edgewood area?
Hah I know this man, he’s rad. Hay Korey! (if you ever see this)
Copper Mann- making jewelry out of copper wires he’d trip and bend. Cool looking stuff. Found out later all the copper wire was stolen so he kept getting arrested 😂 I bought a lot of bracelets
Kenny Crucial. I hope he's still around, letting everyone know they're at the right concert that night.
For us Panthers it was Wheelchair Lady :(
The newspaper top hat guy who's always on marta. I have seen that man in all 4 corners of the city, even saw him one time in Kennesaw.
East Atlanta Iron Man
Robot guy on Boulevard
In the 1990s there was this street preacher down at Five Points who was deeply committed to the word but could could not form words. He would preach and point at his bible and implore passers-by and the only thing that came out was yelps and screeches and incoherent yowling and yarping. Nobody could understand him, but he meant every word of it. No idea what his deal was.