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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"it's not a bag. it's a lifestyle."
God I love marketing megawank.
I was approached in the street outside the office the other day by a woman offering me gym membership.
"It's not a gym, it's a time-machine" she announced somewhat pretentiously
I couldn't stop myself from laughing, but I did manage to prevent myself from causing offence with "So can I use it to go back to January 1951 so I can deliver a condom to the home of a Mr and Mrs Brown?".
It's a handbag. You hold it and it carries stuff.
( , Fri 30 May 2008, 16:44, Reply)
God I love marketing megawank.
I was approached in the street outside the office the other day by a woman offering me gym membership.
"It's not a gym, it's a time-machine" she announced somewhat pretentiously
I couldn't stop myself from laughing, but I did manage to prevent myself from causing offence with "So can I use it to go back to January 1951 so I can deliver a condom to the home of a Mr and Mrs Brown?".
It's a handbag. You hold it and it carries stuff.
( , Fri 30 May 2008, 16:44, Reply)
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