Fine china plates and dishes
I was riding the 32 bus in Washington, DC and this lady gets on muttering to herself, “That son of a bitch, that son of a bitch”. Anyway, she’s carrying two big shopping bags completely full of fine china plates and dishes. She walks to the back of the bus and sits down by the window. She opens up the window and as the bus moves down the street she Continue reading ‘Fine china plates and dishes’
