Public Transport TraumaCompletely Underwhelmed writes, "I was on a bus the other day when a man got on wearing shorts, over what looked like greeny grey leggings. Then the stench hit me. The 'leggings' were a mass of open wounds, crusted with greenish solidified pus that flaked off in bits as he moved."
What's the worst public transport experience you've ever had?
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chthonic, Thu 29 May 2008, 15:13)
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Last ThursdayThe 8.15pm from Paddington. Coach C.
I was the redhead in the flappy leather coat drinking some orange juice and reading something profoundly intellectual.
You were the guy with the mad afro and the laptop, and the mp3 player, and the DVDs.
You sat down beside me, asked me to look after your stuff, came back with a coffee and some hot and smelly food, put in your earphones, turned on your comedy DVD, sat back, AND THEN LAUGHED AND SANG ALONG FOR THE NEXT ONE AND A HALF HOURS.
I'd just like to say this:
You're a cunt.
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crackhouseceilidhband - "refreshing and logical", Fri 30 May 2008, 12:20,
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HeheheI feel sorry for you, but it's still making me laugh!
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althegeordie is a bully and a cocksucker, Fri 30 May 2008, 12:22,
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Pffft!Certainly in the upper eschelons of cuntery, is that.
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Devil_In_Tights my ring is tight on my finger, Fri 30 May 2008, 13:38,
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Thankfully I can't do coaches anymore.There the only place left I'm sure to get a panic attack.
Oo! and planes.
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big-girl's-blouse wants a spanging pan for christmas, Fri 30 May 2008, 13:52,
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