CRACK AT THE BOX

CRACK AT THE BOX
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.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Southbound, Bus 358

The zombie's have left the nest, as several confirmed veterans of zombieland are onboard and appear to be headed for a morning methadone fix at the Shoreline Distribution center. And we have a tweaker! She's grinding away on her broken down gumline, obviously nervous, not able to stay still, and panting about how cold it is on the bus. Typical for a Monday morning. And we have about 150 derelicts lined up at the meth-lab in Shoreline, the Zombie's bolt off the bus and the danger of bum deviance took a slight turn for the worse as several of the newly juiced up methadoners have boarded, moved to the back and proceeded to crack open what definatly smells like some malt liquor, St Ives maybe... Now we've been delayed by a wheelchair person who once again gots the strap jammed up in the wheels.

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