The perils of commuting...

jrey1981

Fell asleep on the train home the other day...quite a fit girl sitting opposite me...so I fall asleep and inadvertently wake up a while later with very obvious wood - I was wearing chinos at the time, so they didnt help conceal it.

Cue a funny look from girl sitting opposite me...more dirty disgust then dirty lust.


The next day I get the bus instead. Bus breaks down meaning I end up getting the train home. A bloke from the town nearest me decides to follow me and starts chatting to me....when I get home I hear that he has a bit of a local reputation for chatting up men.

Two cruel events in two days of commuting to Dublin. Anyone able to beat this?

MrJoeSoap

jrey1981 wrote:

Fell asleep on the train home the other day...quite a fit girl sitting opposite me...so I fall asleep and inadvertently wake up a while later with very obvious wood - I was wearing chinos at the time, so they didnt help conceal it.

Cue a funny look from girl sitting opposite me...more dirty disgust then dirty lust.

Hahahahahaha!

Rabies

Did you tell him your train story?

Binomate

I nearly got raped on the train from Galway to Dublin by some fat oaf who lived in Kildare. He shut up asking for handjobs once I stud up in front of the whole carrige and shouted "NO I WILL NOT HAVE SEX WITH YOU!!!". He still gives me the shivers.

MrJoeSoap

I was sure you were giving me the eyes that day Binomate.

Rhyme

Various incidents, none more rattling than a guy falling between the train and the platform at Malahide...

scary

Binomate

Rhyme wrote:

Various incidents, none more rattling than a guy falling between the train and the platform at Malahide...

scary

That too happened to me, back in the good old days of transition year. Our whole year were going up to Belfast on some folk trip. A mate of mine crawled behind my legs and another guy pushed me over him. I ended up falling down in between the train and the platform. Luckily the train wasn't moving and I didn't land in shit, beacuse the trains toilets empty onto the tracks. I saw a jobby at a station once on the tracks.

Ragazza

I was getting off a dublin bus one day on my way to work with a back pack on, the driver closed the doors on my back pack, me outside the bus- my bag inside the bus. I was pulled along for about a hundred yards until one of the other passangers shouted at the driver. Same thing happened on a coach from town but this time my arm and backpack stayed on the bus. The driver heard me shouting before he moved off this time.

Am I really unlucky, or does this happen to other people too?

Font22

sorry....i shudnt laugh at that last post but its so funny. lucky u werent hurt though. i hate commuting so much. thankfully i dont get public transport anymore. got it the other week when i didnt have my car and nearly died, complete nightmare. worst thing that ever happened to me was tripping over a mans bag strap as we were stepping onto the train. i tripped and fell wham smack on my face. everyone stopped what they were doing and a load of school kids promptly began to laugh. my sporting prowess didnt work that time thats for sure............
other than that nothing really except for some psychos following me home one night after i got off the nitelink.

stevenmu

Nothing more than various assorted fat people sit beside me and then fall asleep, which usually ended up with the trying to roll over on top of me.

Come to think of it, I think I'd have preferred to get caught in the doors and be dragged the whole way.

Stench Blossoms

Was on a bus to town one day and it was fairly packed and i was standing. A drunken old man got on and kept stumbling. He started movin over towards my direction and i kept moving. He eventually fell and went to grab me to hold himself up but some woman pulled me away so the guy went flying. Then he started grabbing my leg so the other woman started hittin him with her umbrella. It was so funny

Ruaidhri

I've spent many a year on public transport, and apart from it being uncomfortable, i've never really had problems. Some of the things i've seen on busses include a nigerian baby puking all over the shop ( stank like f*** ). some random drunk guy "making his move" on some poor girl ( bus driver stopped the bus and kicked him off! ).
My personal fav. tho is some dozy git who ran his car into the back of a parked bus. yes, PARKED 52 seater bus. go figure

MrJoeSoap

Ruaidhri wrote:

Some of the things i've seen on busses include a nigerian baby puking all over the shop ( stank like f*** )

What difference does it make that the baby was Nigerian? Care to include the nationalities of the other people you mentioned?

angeldelight

Hmm a few different things have happened to me.

One old drunk guy sat beside me and insisted on talking to me for the whole bus journey, asking about college etc which was annoying(he hadn't a clue what he was talking about) but I didn't really mind. The problem was he kept prefacing his questions with "I hope you don't mind if I ask you something personal pet..." which had me in a cold sweat and everyone else on the bus perking up their ears to listen in. Thankfully they were just about the course and whether I wanted to meet him for a drink that night (I said no btw, funnily enough)

I've been handed a baby by some woman cause she wanted to fold up the buggy then was left holding him for at least 15 minutes while she rummaged around in her handbag for money, talked to the driver, sat down, fixed her hair etc

Last week I had another old man sitting beside me and he kept elbowing me in the ribs til I took my earphones out so he could be a racist fcuker about the bus driver at the top of his voice - extremely uncomfortable

Few others but can't think of them right now

rainbow kirby

The worst would probably be when a guy started **** in the seat beside me on a crowded rush-hour 49.
There's also been a guy unconscious on the floor on the bus all the way from Tallaght to town (the driver knew, but just kept going), I've had to climb over someone who was too deeply asleep to let me get back to my seat after the pissbreak on a bus from Limerick to Dublin, I've been proposed to at a bus stop by a random 35 year old African guy (I was 15 at the time... :eek::eek:)... and a few more that I just can't remember.

[Jackass]

I have seen..and im 100% serious here...A junkie shoot up at the front of a dart carrage while his buurd gave him oral pleasure!! :eek: There's something you don't see every day!! And it was only about 8pm too ... train was half full!

Nobody said or did anything either...I didn't cause they fell asleep by the time i was getting off (or were in a comma or whatever) and before that, I didn't fancy getting jabbed in the eye with an aids ridden needle.

More of a bizzare commuting experience than a personal tradegdy like OP ... But I love the boner story!! Unlucky 2 days man!

Ruaidhri

MrJoeSoap wrote:

What difference does it make that the baby was Nigerian? Care to include the nationalities of the other people you mentioned?

Sorry, no offense meant. just irrelevant background

*edit* and anyway who are you to make assumptions about me like that? finger pointing is a very bad habit.

MrVestek

The weirdest, and perhaps most dangerous experience I've ever had on personal transport was at the Luas stop at the Square. Some drunken old fool got off the Luas and drunkenly tried to run after two guys who had just darted off the thing with a guitar bag in tow. This drunken eejit then comes back and starts telling me all about how they stole his guitar and how he was gonna find them and kill them.

Cue the usual 'uh huh... yeah you're too right man...' from me, I wasn't really listening. No that's not scary I know... the scary part is coming up don't worry. Anyways the Luas goes down the tracks, changes tracks and comes back up to let me on, only this guy follows me back onto the Luas. 'Doeshhh dish ting go into towwwwn?'. 'Erhm, yeah why did you get off here by accident?'....

'Yeah' he says.

I ask where he came from and he says Abbey Street. Erm, is that not in town anymore?! I wonder. Anyways he follows me onto the Luas, sits down beside me (I tried not to retch at the smell of stale alchohol) and then explains to me how he's gonna get those bastards back and how it's his only guitar and how he can't afford to get another one, and how his mother would be so dissapointed that he lost it and blah blah blah blah.

Then he goes on the... weirdest tangent probably ever. He proceeds to tell me how he's just out of the Joy for something he didn't do (of course he didn't...) and that he knew guys in there who knew people in Tallaght who'd feck them up. He said that he wouldn't mind going to jail if it meant those bastards were killed. I was like erh yeah... ok. Then comes the clanger... he tells me that he'd make sure that they went to jail for it and that he'd get some of his mates in there to gang up on them in the shower and feck them up the arse. At this point I started getting kinda scared. Just as my stop is coming up he turns to me and says 'Now... would yih think I had a knife on me... would yih?'

I said something along the lines of 'Erh no... I wouldn't'. He then reaches inside his pocket, I dart up out of my seat and say 'Ohh look here's my stop... well talk to ya soon' And get off at Kingswood. Yes it was my stop, and it was the last Luas, but feck that even if it wasn't I would have got out and walked the rest of the way.

What a lunatic.

Right anyways... I'm off to get the Luas home, fingers crossed I'm safe eh? :P

MrJoeSoap

Ruaidhri wrote:

Sorry, no offense meant. just irrelevant background

*edit* and anyway who are you to make assumptions about me like that? finger pointing is a very bad habit.

No assumptions were mentioned. Just when someone mentions irrelevant details like that I find it suspect. I do believe you though!

Ruaidhri

eh, could of been worse! yeah, the other people mentioned were irish.you know, living in the west, seeing someone from nigeria is always..a little strange. altho i suspect the drunk guy hitting on that girl may have been czech ( remember that thread about certain nations having a certain look? )

Piste

Oh the stories I could tell you about public transport....


Once on the bus from Dublin to Mullingar I was sitting in front of a slightly drunk guy and a polish girl. The drunk guy started talking to us and was like ''Heehee, I have to be in galway by ten and the bus doesn't get there til' one in the morning!'' just then his phone rang and he answered it by saying ''Hey yeah I'll be there at ten, don't worry'' For the rest of the journey we heard him try and chat up the Polish girl beside him, asking her what her job was (she was a masseuse) and asking her how much she charged per session and if there were any ''bonuses''. At one point he hopped off the bus while it was stopped to take a piss and when he came back on he grinned at us and says ''Ah jaysus lads, I've just pissed all over some lad out there!''

Nasty.

The poor Polish girl, she must have had some very skewed ideas of Ireland!

MrJoeSoap

Ruaidhri wrote:

altho i suspect the drunk guy hitting on that girl may have been czech ( remember that thread about certain nations having a certain look? )

Didn't see that thread but it is true. I'm quite good at spotting Australian people myself! I tend to get mixed up with Eastern European people, can never tell much difference between Poland, Lithuania, Latvia etc... (don't think there is a notable difference in appearance).

Anyways, way OT. Continue with the tales of woe people! My worst it that a guy nearly started on someone sitting opposite on the train because he was "staring at him" when clearly the guy was just looking out the window. Thats about it.

Beer is Life

MrJoeSoap wrote:

What difference does it make that the baby was Nigerian? Care to include the nationalities of the other people you mentioned?

Jesus, stuff like this makes me sick. Didnt hear you kick up a stink about the poster above who descibed someone as fat. Who are you, some kind of PC Cop or something?

Anyway, sorry about the temp derailment.

stevenmu

Beer is Life wrote:

Jesus, stuff like this makes me sick. Didnt hear you kick up a stink about the poster above who descibed someone as fat. Who are you, some kind of PC Cop or something?

Anyway, sorry about the temp derailment.

Given the subject I think 'fat' is a perfectly valid criticism, especially when they're so fat they take up much more than their fair share of the seat, which wouldn't be any problem, if I wasn't sitting on it at the time !

fjon

I was getting a late bus home one night. The 45 or 84 - long bus journey from town to Bray. There was a group of people in the back talking away, when all of a sudden I hear:
"I gotta, I can't wait any longer!"
"Ah Jimmy, no, hang on a bit, nearly there"
"I can't!"
"A jaysus, you didn't, did you?"
For the next 25 minutes every time the bus stopped everyone had to make sure to lift their feet or else have them covered in piss. Lovely.

MorningStar

MrJoeSoap wrote:

What difference does it make that the baby was Nigerian? Care to include the nationalities of the other people you mentioned?

By jumping on a mention of facts you make it a bigger issue. If he mentioned the child had red hair you wouldn't have asked about it. Mentioning details is noramlly considered good when giving stories.

Dellgirl

I see the usual Friday scuffle is a brewin'!

I hate it when smelly people sit next to me. And for gods sake man - would it be that hard to run a brush over them before you leave the house? And take your elbow out of my goddammed ribs.

jaggeh

ive had my man meat and ass groped more times than i care to recall on the dart. and im sure not always by women.....

The most disgusting thing i ever saw was some mid-lifer huffing furniture polish on the back of the 27 going into town. he sat there huffing away getting high and laughing at things that werent there. the smell alone (and i was about 10 feet away) was enough to give me a headache.

MrJoeSoap

MorningStar wrote:

By jumping on a mention of facts you make it a bigger issue. If he mentioned the child had red hair you wouldn't have asked about it. Mentioning details is noramlly considered good when giving stories.

Congrats on the nomination for most argumentative poster btw!

I found it curious that he mentioned the nationality of the baby but not the other people he mentioned. We've already sorted it out so don't make an issue of it!

skywalker

rainbow kirby wrote:

The worst would probably be when a guy started **** in the seat beside me on a crowded rush-hour 49.

DubGuy wrote:

I have seen..and im 100% serious here...A junkie shoot up at the front of a dart carrage while his buurd gave him oral pleasure!! :eek: There's something you don't see every day!! And it was only about 8pm too ... train was half full!

Those 2 are definitely teh worst so far.

Ruaidhri

Which reminds me of another blood curdling tale of doom and despair.
Me and a few mates were getting a bus into Dublin city centre from Rush. So there we were, hung over on the top of the bus. there was a bunch of ...what's the P.C. way of saying they wore Burberry caps, were hard to understand, left school after junior cert and have penchants for starting fights?.. Anyway about 8 of them in the back of the bus hassling some girl.

Next thing we know the girl's legging it down the aisle and going to the bus driver. Turns out they set the girl's hair on fire. Luckily the cops were waiting for them on the next stop, and pulled the feicers off the bus and into the back of a squad car

Don’t you love stories with a happy ending?

MrJoeSoap

Ruaidhri wrote:

...what's the P.C. way of saying they wore Burberry caps, were hard to understand, left school after junior cert and have penchants for starting fights?.. Anyway about 8 of them in the back of the bus hassling some girl.

Scumbags is the word I think...

Ruaidhri

MrJoeSoap wrote:

Scumbags is the word I think...

I was leaning towards genetically challenged but since you put it nice and eloquently...

JungleBunny

I got thrown off a bus once for offering my seat to a down-syndrome person.
She was tiny and had a huge bag on her back. I initially thought she was a school-girl and told her she could have my seat.
When I offered her my seat she flipped at me, screaming that i was taking the mickey out of her for her disability! The guy sitting beside me was laughing his a$$ off, which did not help things.
The more I tried to explain the more she screamed and the more people looked at me with disgust.
The bus driver stopped the bus and threw me and off :eek:

Lesson: Don't bother offering your seat to anyone.

zefer

On the 77 bus from Tallaght to town at about 2 in the afternoon, when a junkie gets on the bus, heasds straight down the back of the bus upstairs where he decides to then shoot up..

As soon as that started, I was straight down to the bus driver who politely told me to "F*ck off" that he wasnt doing anything about it. Yer man ended up getting off in Town and walking out in front of a car and getting smacked by it another happy ending me thinks

Piste

JungleBunny wrote:

I got thrown off a bus once for offering my seat to a down-syndrome person.
She was tiny and had a huge bag on her back. I initially thought she was a school-girl and told her she could have my seat.
When I offered her my seat she flipped at me, screaming that i was taking the mickey out of her for her disability! The guy sitting beside me was laughing his a$$ off, which did not help things.
The more I tried to explain the more she screamed and the more people looked at me with disgust.
The bus driver stopped the bus and threw me and off :eek:

Lesson: Don't bother offering your seat to anyone.

Oh jesus that's awful!

hullaballoo

Downstairs on the 145 on the way to Bray and this junkie (Irish) gets on in Skankhill with a fcuking lit joint in his hand. He goes past the driver (Irish) who says: "you have to pay" and shouts "fcuk off", as you might expect, and goes upstairs.

Then, when the bus was just coming into Bray, this "mid-lifer" (Irish) comes running down the stairs up to the bus driver and starts going on about three lads (Irish) beating the sh!t out of some other guy (Irish) upstairs. The fcuking bus driver just turns around to the guy and goes "yeah, so..."!

So the guy says "the chaps bleeding pretty bad, he's taken a good few head-butts to the face", at which point a woman (Irish) in her thirties comes downstairs crying (as in tears) and shaking like a leaf.

Bus driver: "what do you want me to do about it?"
Guy: "Call the police?"
BD: "do you want me to call the police?"
G: "Eh...no...yeah, em yeah"

Next thing, the guy who was the "victim" comes stubbling down the stairs covered in his own insides and jumps off the bus, shortly followed by my junkie mate from earlier on, who says to me "did a lad jus' gerroff dis bus?" to which I tactfully said "Eh, I think so" (as if I wasn't paying attention). Not to be outdone, he pursued: "are the gards coming?" and I told him I imagined they would be along in due course.

So he crosses the road after yer man and sticks his boot in him a few more times before legging it off to whatever other business he had to attend to.

Bus drives on, no sign of gardaí, two lads upstairs who just beat the fcuk out of some unwitting innocent!

Oh the vicissitudes of Dublin Bus!

Miss Fluff

Set the scene, a cold, dark wet morning nearing Christmas of last year. I was waishing at the DORT roish in Blockrock (sorry) when a DART approached from the South heading towards town. As it stopped and the doors opened releasing a plume of exhaled garlic-ey air (it was JAMMED with snottery pubescents, horny old men, weary commuters and a veritable plethora of randomers all nose to oxter with it being so packed) and in the midst of all this was a middle-aged woman, face covered in blood, swaying from side to side, so I took her hand and she literally collapsed into my arms on the platform. Transpires she had fallen and banged her head at the previous stop and was suffering concussion so phoned for an ambulance and waited with her until it arrived. Barely conscious she was really disorientated and looked like an extra from Shaun of the Dead what with all the blood. Thing that struck me though was that whilst waiting with her, ONE PERSON, yes that's right, ONE SINGLE SOLITARY RANDOM PUNTER COMMUTER on the platform asked if we needed help while everyone else looked on moronically.

hullaballoo

Aghast I am!

I hate the mass apathy bug!

ballooba

What's this "mid-lifer" craic?

hullaballoo

Dunno, just saw it in another post and thought that seeming as we're all on high PC alert, thanks to MrJoeSoap, I'd use it.

I assume it pertains to a middle-agèd person, but it has a fresh, contemporary buzz about it, just so they don't feel old like.

Nedermeyer

Okay, so we've all seen our fair share of junkies, young lads smoking joints fights, etc. etc. but the worst i've ever seen was on a night link to ballymun one night(i was destined for phibsboro) after work,I was sitting upstairs and an argument broke out between two fellas. it was getting pretty heated and all of a sudden one lad picked up the other and threw him head over heels over the rails and down the stairs.:eek: All the way down. The noise was horrible.How yer man survived is beyond me. He got up, blood streaming all over his face. Dragged the other lad off the bus and the two of them went hell for leather outside the bus!!!!!

godtabh

I got the 25n home a few weeks ago. The crowd on it were fairly rowdy. Usually no problem with that. Then they started kicking the window and managed to kick a window out (the last side one at the back of the bus). I got off a stop or two later only to see some one hanging out the widow. My friend who got the bus home to the last stop said he was forced out by his mates. I wish I had mates like that!

AARRRGH

An old guy threatened to rape me on the bus once (he claimed to have a gun.)
...
When sitting on the back of the bus once, beside two lads smoking herion, a scangy girl decides to start a fight with them and attempts to get me involved.
...

ciaran76

Getting on the 39 on Abbey street a few years ago (1996) and I see this guy putting his hand in an old woman's bag and try pull the purse out. But it was getting caught in her handle and he kept dropping it again and trying to lift it again.

I wasn't sure if he was with her or not so kept watching and then realised he was backing off her if she moved so I knew he was not with her.

So I tap him on the shoulder and say "just leave it alone and move on" he then looks at me and says "I wasn't stealing anything" ok i said "don't get on this bus and it will be grand" at this point I notice him putting his hand in his pocket and i started thinking maybe he has a needle or a knife or something and he said to me "you will pay for this" when i decided to head butt him as hard as i could and jumped on the bus.
The driver closed the doors and called me a dope for even tackling the guy. Anyway I turn around to see him with a stanley knife screaming in the bus telling me i was going to die.And blood running down his head !!!

The bus driver let me on for free and I went to the old woman who's purse i saved and said it to her and she said i was a silly young man and that there was no way he could have stolen it as she would have felt it !!!!

I get home and my Mam is sitting in the kitchen and she says "why did u head butt that man trying to get on the bus ?" !!!!!

I never noticed but 2 of her friends were on the same bus seen all that happened but thought I just picked on the guy fro no reason !!!!

Why did i even bother !!!!:o

Hydroquinone

I was on the numer 7 in from the RDS a few months ago and the man sitting next to me started to shake a bit, proceeded to have some sort of fit, which I suppose was a heart attack and the bus driver wouldn't believe the young lad who asked him to stop the bus and get help.
Eventualy I had to clamber out over the man, who I think was dead at this stage and go and tell the driver. Everyone else just sat there, looking at the man. So the driver stopped the bus and said to some teenager to run up there and fetch that Gard. The Gard arrived and told us all to get off the bus, unless we were travelling with the man. I had to give them a statement, because I'd been sitting next to him.
"He started shaking and then he sort of half slid off the seat with his arm in the air"
"Did you know what was happening?
"No"
"Thanks"

It was the worst journey I've ever had on a bus, but not as bad for me as for the man who died. Poor man.

snatch

On the commuter train into the city one morning and the heat was unbearable. Needless to say everyone was jammed in like sardines. Its not unusual for someone to faint on the train but this particular morning...six people passed out in our carriage including one man who was about 6ft tall and there was no where to lie him down to come round. Not a good start to the day...

Deadwing

Miss Fluff wrote:

Set the scene, a cold, dark wet morning nearing Christmas of last year. I was waishing at the DORT roish in Blockrock (sorry) when a DART approached from the South heading towards town. As it stopped and the doors opened releasing a plume of exhaled garlic-ey air (it was JAMMED with snottery pubescents, horny old men, weary commuters and a veritable plethora of randomers all nose to oxter with it being so packed) and in the midst of all this was a middle-aged woman, face covered in blood, swaying from side to side, so I took her hand and she literally collapsed into my arms on the platform. Transpires she had fallen and banged her head at the previous stop and was suffering concussion so phoned for an ambulance and waited with her until it arrived. Barely conscious she was really disorientated and looked like an extra from Shaun of the Dead what with all the blood. Thing that struck me though was that whilst waiting with her, ONE PERSON, yes that's right, ONE SINGLE SOLITARY RANDOM PUNTER COMMUTER on the platform asked if we needed help while everyone else looked on moronically.

That really bugs me. Same thing happened to me on the 20b a while ago, i was upstairs, and the bus seemed to have stopped for an inordinatley long time, when the driver came upstairs and said 'are there any doctors or does anyone have any medical knowledge here? An old man has collapsed downstairs'. What do you think the punters did? Sat stock still, barely even looked around. Noone said anything til i said 'sorry i dont think so' and went doenstairs and offered to call an ambulance. I was pretty disgusted..especially with all those slack jawed gawkers who, despite having said nothing, were more than happy to crowd around the stairwell to get a good gawp at what happened

petes

ciaran76 wrote:

Getting on the 39 on Abbey street a few years ago (1996) and I see this guy putting his hand in an old woman's bag and try pull the purse out. But it was getting caught in her handle and he kept dropping it again and trying to lift it again.

I wasn't sure if he was with her or not so kept watching and then realised he was backing off her if she moved so I knew he was not with her.

So I tap him on the shoulder and say "just leave it alone and move on" he then looks at me and says "I wasn't stealing anything" ok i said "don't get on this bus and it will be grand" at this point I notice him putting his hand in his pocket and i started thinking maybe he has a needle or a knife or something and he said to me "you will pay for this" when i decided to head butt him as hard as i could and jumped on the bus.
The driver closed the doors and called me a dope for even tackling the guy. Anyway I turn around to see him with a stanley knife screaming in the bus telling me i was going to die.And blood running down his head !!!

The bus driver let me on for free and I went to the old woman who's purse i saved and said it to her and she said i was a silly young man and that there was no way he could have stolen it as she would have felt it !!!!

I get home and my Mam is sitting in the kitchen and she says "why did u head butt that man trying to get on the bus ?" !!!!!

I never noticed but 2 of her friends were on the same bus seen all that happened but thought I just picked on the guy fro no reason !!!!

Why did i even bother !!!!:o

Mad!!

Nimrod's Son

Looks like everyone here has had their fair share of drunks, headcases, junkies etc. to cope with on public transport!
I was on a packed nightlink one night down the very back upstairs where two mates sat down either side of me. After a while they produced a crackpipe and sent it back and forth to each other to take drags out of it, each time offering me some. I politely declined each time. They actually seemed nice enough and I was chatting to them a bit so it wasn't all bad.
Another time a few years ago, I got off one of those old-school trains with the handle you have to open by sticking your hand out the window. I had gone a few steps on the platform when I hear someone shout "Wait!". I look back and there's an old lady struggling with the handle. The train starts to move so I run back to get the handle for them. Her and her friend (also old) are forced almost Indian Jones-style to leap from the moving train. Luckily they both manged to dismount ok (i.e. they didn't fall over) but it was still a bit scary nonetheless.

Ragazza

Font22 wrote:

sorry....i shudnt laugh at that last post but its so funny. lucky u werent hurt though.

Don't worry, I was laughing later that day. I had sore armpits for a week tho!
I could have slapped the little s**t that was on the bus pointing and laughing!