Northbound... bus 358, passing the sewer that is greenlake...

And we have our first batch of vagrant talent sitting in row 2 seats c and d. These two gave up hope years ago, their level of destitution is a negative × 100 of the trials that the likes of snowsuit steve faces eveytime the light changes. Ohh.. how sweet, we're getting a display of bum-loving, when they hit the sack it must be like a trip down the wet n wild into a mosquitos nest with a does off pig stye for good measure. Ohh, and here we go, the lift extravaganza begins at N 85th street with miss hop sing backing onboard, how many will it be today... I wonder?