Originally Posted by
lecale
Well I'm not the kind of gal that waits for the circus to come to town, I ride the bus. It's everybody with a neck tattoo, all in once place. Twice I have been on a bus that was apprehended by a police car because some five-finger-discounter hit up the Walmart and decided to use the bus as their getaway car. (The first time was the best, I came home and DH asked me if I heard that the neighbour's kid was arrested off the bus and lol THAT's so-and-so's kid? Hear, no, I was there.) This week I was on a bus and I guess the driver's head popped because she parked 'er and hopped on a crossing express bus and...half an hour later transit people begin to show up to try and find the bus driver. And, of course, it's always interesting to see what people will bring on the bus...I often wonder if they will let me take a grocery cart on...animals, a lot of animals on the bus...
TRUST ME YOU'LL LOVE IT.