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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I'm the one on public transport
that always ends up having to sit next to the shifty sex-offender looking bloke with the bottle glasses and the overcoat and the shopping bags, not least the guy who used to be on my Italian course at uni and openly told me he was obsessed with Dante and that he'd spent the previous night watching a movie about a porn star trying for the world record of men shagged in 24 hours and his landlady had called him a dirty old man. Eww.
In other news, I'm rereading the Housemates from Hell QOTW because if my own don't stop playing Bomberman, with the sound effects that sound like putting a weasel through a mangle, I'm going to choke a bitch. I'm settling for putting my earphones in and listening to loud Judas Priest but I fear if they don't stop I may become a bus nutter.
( , Tue 3 Jun 2008, 19:57, Reply)
that always ends up having to sit next to the shifty sex-offender looking bloke with the bottle glasses and the overcoat and the shopping bags, not least the guy who used to be on my Italian course at uni and openly told me he was obsessed with Dante and that he'd spent the previous night watching a movie about a porn star trying for the world record of men shagged in 24 hours and his landlady had called him a dirty old man. Eww.
In other news, I'm rereading the Housemates from Hell QOTW because if my own don't stop playing Bomberman, with the sound effects that sound like putting a weasel through a mangle, I'm going to choke a bitch. I'm settling for putting my earphones in and listening to loud Judas Priest but I fear if they don't stop I may become a bus nutter.
( , Tue 3 Jun 2008, 19:57, Reply)
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