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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Cocaine is one hell of a drugWhen I still lived dahn sarf in fancy Lahndahn, I was good mates with a lovely Scouse bird called Emma. We used to meet up, take huge amounts of cocaine and ecstasy and generally have a whale of time in and around Camden.
One morning, I had to get from Emma's flat in Camden to work in Finchley after a heavy, heavy night. It was 8am on a wednesday and so the tube on The Misery Line (the black one, whichever one that is) was packed. I had previously been to Boots and had bought a pack of 'brufen, two cans of redbull and a bottle of water, in an attempt at passed fior not hammered when I got into work. I took half a dozen 'brufen and caned the two cans of redbull whilst stood on the pltform of that station that's one down from Camden, Mornington Crescent, is it? Anyway, I started to feel human when the afore mentioned packed tube arrived so I squeezed myself onto it and tried to find room to sip from my water. A couple of minutes I needed to burp and did so, vomiting a mix of redbull and painkillers all over a dozen or so, quite nicely dressed commuters. I tried to say sorry, but all that came out was more puke.
I just stuck out the rest of the journey, barely holding it together and avoiding the gazes of the disgusted public.
(, Fri 30 May 2008, 14:31, 2 replies)
I'm curious as to whether you would have clicked "I Like This" if the drugs were ice and chrome instead of coke and eccy?
What *is* a good word for an upper class chav?
(, Sat 31 May 2008, 2:34, closed)
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