Bus 358... northbound...

And we got this guy onboard, decked out from the big, tall n wide emporium in seahawks gear and sandals, I don't know why the hawks would cut this fat bastard, he's the type of fall over lineman that would take 3 defenders down with him, but then again... his stench possibly could draw to many unsportsman like conduct penalties or his penchant for reaching in for a few more pork grinds could lead to a Unimpended to the Pocket Flag.... and as we proceed through Shoreline, I notice that there's a lot of women with moustaches out n about today, three on the bus and another couple coming out of the Drift on Inn Casino.