Why I love the bus

There's much odd on the bus today.

An old man two seats up just asked a teenager to sit on his lap.

An alcoholic from a northern boom-town is hitting on a tweaking
pregnant woman by describing his train-wreck of a life, to the horror
of the straight-laced teenaged girl sitting beside him on the rear
seat.

The bus-driver is calling out every street and major landmarks, such
as grocery stores.

The man from the north has now appalled the pregnant junky. No one
looks mor uncomfortable than an appalled pregnant junky.

Now he's commenting loudly on the piercings of the
teenaged-lap-sitting-solicitee... Maybe they're actors... Maybe it's a
reality show or a psychological experiment.

Another person has got off from our area, leaving loud dude, old
creep, teenager, pregnant junky, sleeping guy and me at the back.
It's gone quiet....

Loud dude has determined that this street is the end of Prairie City. That's sensible.

Maybe she's not a junkie, maybe she just really really has to pee.

Loud dude is now mocking the bus driver, who just said 'next stop,
coming up!'. Ya figger?

Time to get off!

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