Coming back from the gig ok i am on the bus my friend has just stopped off and i am alone. I notice an attractive rock girl a few seats infront of me and a drunk guy gets on (he is maybe 40+, stinks of Whiskey, Pervy as fuck, a few screws loose possibly) and sits next to her even though there are plenty of available seats (i hate that in general, call me anti social ...but hey i am talking about a pet peeve, back to the story) then starts talking to her asking her random shit about her life.
She isn't impressed at all of course but humors the poor cunt anyway. He then gets off the bus and she turns to me and gives me a weirded out smile which i return. I invite myself over and before i know it i am getting her Number.
I guess i can honestly say i am not one of those Bus loonies who randomly talks to people.
She isn't impressed at all of course but humors the poor cunt anyway. He then gets off the bus and she turns to me and gives me a weirded out smile which i return. I invite myself over and before i know it i am getting her Number.
I guess i can honestly say i am not one of those Bus loonies who randomly talks to people.
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You Bus Loonie, you!
I won't ask who that crazed girl was, dragging you off like that.