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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Peter WingleWas once sat on a train going from Euston to Stafford. Sat oposite me was a Liverpudlian man in a suit.
He was making lots of phonecalls, and at the start of each one he would annouce "Alright, mate? It's Peter Wingle here . . . " Every time. And for some reason I found the sound of his name hilarious. Still do. Try saying it to yourself over and over: "Peter Wingle, Peter Wingle, Peter Wingle. . . "
Halfway into the journey I was having serious problems keeping a straight face. Giggles kept erupting from me every time he said his name. I was reduced to stuffing my hand into my mouth and breathing heavily, which may have looked a little odd.
Is it me? Is there something intrinsically funny about the name, or am I strange?
(, Fri 30 May 2008, 11:49, 4 replies)
That's great!I laughed.
I did read it as "Peter Wriggle" at first, but still funny.
I met someone called Quintin Quilly once.
I nearly died laughing.
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Cawl, Fri 30 May 2008, 11:52,
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hee heeAnd a little titter coz I'm at work :)
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SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Fri 30 May 2008, 12:46,
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he heNot just you
"click"
(, Fri 30 May 2008, 13:23, closed)
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