Just a little guy
I’m on the 4 by the Walker. This guy got on back in downtown and I smelled him immediately. Everyone starts yelling in the back of the bus and I’m 6′4” 250 lbs. so I have a responsibility here. Turns out the drunk is trying to bat up some foreign tourist who speaks some Eastern European language. Continue reading ‘Just a little guy’
PKEW! PKEW!
So I’m coming back from the downtown YWCA and this drunk stinker was sitting up at the front of the bus making a gun with his fingers and pointing it at people’s heads going “PKEW”! Continue reading ‘PKEW! PKEW!’
Adam’s Apples & RuPaul-esque Voices
June 13, 2007…after I left the YWCA, I got on a 17 bus to head to my next destination. A few blocks outside of downtown, two rather tall african american women in extremely short skirts boarded the bus and did not pay their fare. From the adam’s apples and RuPaul-esque voices, I determined that they were cross dressers (not that there’s anything wrong with that!) Continue reading ‘Adam’s Apples & RuPaul-esque Voices’
I told you that you’d get caught!
I got on the 6 one afternoon and since I didn’t know where I was going I sat near the driver, “Bob”. He was a pretty talkative guy and started telling me of a guy who gets on his bus each mornings. Continue reading ‘I told you that you’d get caught!’
