Hell, Here I Come!
So this guy on the bus this morning sat right behind me. Then he leaned up in his seat and proceeded to sing hymns right in my ear in this voice like he was trying to be sexy. Hymns are all nice and all, but not on my bus at 8 am. So I turned around after about 5 minutes and told him to stop, if I wanted to listen to hymns I'd be in church, not on the bus, so leave me the fuck alone. (Yes, I really did use the F word.)
I'm going to hell, aren't I?
4 Comments:
going to hell? nah, I don't think so.
you do have most interesting bus trips, though.
You're brilliant!
We want London!
We want London!
We want London!
nomad, my friend, I fear the time has passed for those stories. Make your way to London in February and we can make some new ones!
Chimera, you have no idea.
TJ, thanks!
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