Night bus
The guy next to me seemed to have no qualms about splaying his legs and adjusting/scratching his, uh.. 'business' through the trip. Mildly disconcerting.
Perhaps more disturbingly; the smell of burnt sausages (seriously: BBQ style) seemed to get stronger and more pervasive over time.
Please someone have a valid explanation.
Perhaps more disturbingly; the smell of burnt sausages (seriously: BBQ style) seemed to get stronger and more pervasive over time.
Please someone have a valid explanation.
Labels: night bus sausage adventure
posted by Skarnz at 1:56 pm
2 Comments:
Perhaps he was running a micro-encapsulation, er, business?
a far cry from double cheese sizzlers....
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