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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similarone of my 'favourites' shamelessly pinched from newcastlestuff.com :
"I RECENTLY MOVED from the Toon to Vancouver, and a friend e-mailed your web address to allow me to reminisce about home.
I have a story about charvas, although I'm not sure it is for publication, but it may make you laugh in private.
A friend of mine moved up from Halifax to do his PhD at Newcastle University. When he first moved here, he didn't know the good areas or bad areas - and so rented a flat in Byker.
One night, late on, he was on the bus back home when two drunken lasses got on the bus and sat behind him.
In stage whispers they proceeded to tell each other about their respective sex lives with their latest blokes.
The highlight of the conversation, and the most shocking revelation on a bus to date, was an insightful remark by one of the "young ladies" about anal sex.
Turning to her friend who had asked, "if it hurt", she replied: "whey nah, a bit of butter and it gans in lush".
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