Submitted by email to cj@thiscrazytrain.com
Last night I got to ride home with a woman who chomped down on italian sausage from a tupperware container. It stank so bad. When she got off at Clarkson, the lady beside me had a small perfume spritzer and she squirted it a few times. Next thing you know, it smelled like a cow had farted vanilla cookies while being roasted on a spit. I was gagging and had to leave the coach. Pretty soon, it was a mass exodus. Even Moses himself could not have parted the crowd that fast.
1 comment:
Chomping on an Italian suasage? At least it's a change from people on a bus being hot and heavy in the rear.
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