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Let's talk about the buses. are they ever on time? quite simply, NO. Just once, i'd like to get to the stop when i can see the bus comin about a block away. instead, i usually watch it go by as i'm a block away. and why do i have to watch 3 buses i don't need go by as I'm waiting for the one i do need?
how bout them drivers? i can't count how many times these mental midgets have stopped at green lights for no apparent reason. no one to pick up, no one to drop off, no one running to catch it. just stop at a green, wait till it turns red AND THEN inch up. simply beautiful. I also love it when they routinely fly right by my stop after repeated stop signals. that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
and what about the degenerates who surround me on these vehicles of stench and overcrowding? Its like being trapped in the movie, People Under the Stairs. I've never seen more freaks of nature, severely retarded, or flat out psychotic motherfuckers in my life. and boy do these nut jobs love to talk to me. Public trans is a haven for these derelects much like Kryp2o's mom is a haven for drunken scurvy-ridden, bald sailors. Just once, I'd like to ride the bus without hearing some toothless psycho screaming about "My baby mama be tryin to fuck me! can't let her do that shit dog!! gotta be a man!! stand up and represent!!" Just once, i don't want to be peddled for booze, change, food and the like.
Sometimes my irrational side takes over and i severly want to push them all out the emergency door at about 30 mph.
Sometimes i wonder if my kick ass parking spot is worth my sanity. of course parking in Chicago is another thread all together. thank you for listening. You've been wonderful.
Eternally waiting for another bus,
Freak Show
how bout them drivers? i can't count how many times these mental midgets have stopped at green lights for no apparent reason. no one to pick up, no one to drop off, no one running to catch it. just stop at a green, wait till it turns red AND THEN inch up. simply beautiful. I also love it when they routinely fly right by my stop after repeated stop signals. that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
and what about the degenerates who surround me on these vehicles of stench and overcrowding? Its like being trapped in the movie, People Under the Stairs. I've never seen more freaks of nature, severely retarded, or flat out psychotic motherfuckers in my life. and boy do these nut jobs love to talk to me. Public trans is a haven for these derelects much like Kryp2o's mom is a haven for drunken scurvy-ridden, bald sailors. Just once, I'd like to ride the bus without hearing some toothless psycho screaming about "My baby mama be tryin to fuck me! can't let her do that shit dog!! gotta be a man!! stand up and represent!!" Just once, i don't want to be peddled for booze, change, food and the like.
Sometimes my irrational side takes over and i severly want to push them all out the emergency door at about 30 mph.
Sometimes i wonder if my kick ass parking spot is worth my sanity. of course parking in Chicago is another thread all together. thank you for listening. You've been wonderful.
Eternally waiting for another bus,
Freak Show
