Damn! girl! get that shit under control!

This is a blog about my twice daily trip to and from work onboard Seattle Metro bus 358, the 358 is known as north Seattle's most nefarious bus run. When the coach leaves I will be blogging as fast as my thumbs can type... so hop onboard and enjoy a run. your comments and bus experiences will be appreciated and responded to.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

having just boarded a northbound 358 that gots the funk of pig rectum...

A new developement on the higher cost of living for the average transient. The Transient Health Council has ordered a change to the bums drinking diet, all homeless and transient peoples have been directed to switch to the consumption of Franzia Boxed Wines in an attempt to avoid the higher beer tax, Armed with the knowledge that the Franzia Wine Bag n Box are valulable survival tools, after consumption the bag can be used as a hydro-thermal shower when filled with water and hung off the s,unny-side of any bridge the bum may be dwelling under and the strong cardboard box makes for a fine building material or an excellant sign. With Bums rushing local stores in an all hands effort to secure as much Franzia as possible, massive bum belligerance can be predicted in the upcoming weeks or even years. And the potential for an outbreak of wine induced bum blindness is highly possible. Indicators off this will be the frequency off nude bum sightings and bus urination. With the above mentioned events, BUMCON-3 will be in effect until further notice. And.... up here at the home depot we have the random passed out mexican in the bushes, plus a couple of whores who were probaly just yring to return stolen goods, and an obviously inbred family just hopped onboard, but not for long as the dollar store was just to good of a sight for them to pass up. Lord all mighty! Who would give this goon roses? I need to know, because a desperate soul like him would surely be a good story, and more drunk battleaxes board at the first casino stop, there up front cackling about some guy they rolled for drinks.... poor bastard. And speaking of bastards... I wonder if we'll be seeing the Bolshevik again today, think I'll hit him up for 2 dollars today. Screw It, I'm getting off at Fred Meyer to do some research for this blog....

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