Public Transport Trauma
Completely 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?
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 15:13)
Completely 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?
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 15:13)
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Bleeding dandruff.
Manchester University.
Piss up.
Me and shag partner decide to have a night out and although we were "the official gays",we got on very well with the rugger/footy lads.Hence a 10 strong group of pissed up heteros and the woofters(me and hubby) on the bus to go to CRUZ 101.A vile club if ever there was one but I was mates with the owner and could get these monstrous hefty breeding friends of mine in.
On the bus at midnight,and "Andy" of them decides to open a window.It won´t budge.
He tries again.No budging.
With a yell that would make William Wallace papper himself,"ANDY" pulls so hard on the window that it shatters onto me and the boyfriend,showering us in glass and causing our heads to bleed.Quite a lot.
The owner of the club was mystified when I explained that these friends had almost given me a lobotomy,but would he please let them in as they were nice people really.
They had to promise to dance with their t-shirts off all night.And I got rat-arsed for free.And I felt up a rugby player.Yum
No length,sadly,but it looked big in his jeans.
( , Fri 30 May 2008, 15:54, Reply)
Manchester University.
Piss up.
Me and shag partner decide to have a night out and although we were "the official gays",we got on very well with the rugger/footy lads.Hence a 10 strong group of pissed up heteros and the woofters(me and hubby) on the bus to go to CRUZ 101.A vile club if ever there was one but I was mates with the owner and could get these monstrous hefty breeding friends of mine in.
On the bus at midnight,and "Andy" of them decides to open a window.It won´t budge.
He tries again.No budging.
With a yell that would make William Wallace papper himself,"ANDY" pulls so hard on the window that it shatters onto me and the boyfriend,showering us in glass and causing our heads to bleed.Quite a lot.
The owner of the club was mystified when I explained that these friends had almost given me a lobotomy,but would he please let them in as they were nice people really.
They had to promise to dance with their t-shirts off all night.And I got rat-arsed for free.And I felt up a rugby player.Yum
No length,sadly,but it looked big in his jeans.
( , Fri 30 May 2008, 15:54, Reply)
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