Dreading the 86 Downtown

5 12 2009

Kevin really hated taking the bus.  It was always late, and when it did get there, inevitably the only seat left would be next to some crazy person talking to his mittens and smelling of Limberger cheese.  Once, a horrible, stinky, fat lady fell asleep on him and drooled on his shoulder.  Ugh.  He really, really hated the bus.

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