
We've got a local bus driver who likes to pull away slowly just to see how far old ladies with shopping trollies will chase him down the road. By popular demand - tell us your thrilling bus anecdotes.
Thanks to glued eel for the suggestion
( , Thu 25 Jun 2009, 13:14)
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That level of inebriation where your eyesight begins to fail and you lose all sense of direction. It took me ages to get to the station and then I was just in time to get the last bus home.
About a third of the way home, I'm busting for a pee, so I get off he bus, wander down a side street, find an alley and urinate for what seemed 20 mins. I zipped up then it hit me. Fucksocks. I'd got off the last bus and had to walk a good 3 miles home. I did it slightly sideways and followed the bus route for some reason, which must've added at least 15 mins to my journey time.
Then when I got home, I couldn't get in. Mrs SLVA had locked me out because I had neglected to let her know 6hrs previously if I was staying for the party or not.
( , Thu 25 Jun 2009, 14:04, Reply)
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