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Not much I could add to what Tosh.0 editors had to say about this. Except that maybe someone at the ad agency should’ve noted the unfortunate placement of this ad … on a bus. To their credit, the ad doesn’t say, “It happens in here.”
“Tired” is bleu man‘s title for this photo. We agree. It’s contagious, even.
Flickr’s goofcitygoof has this to stay about her photo above:
I was heading for another car when I backtracked to this one so I could take a picture of these guys. Nice to see gentlemen wearing something other than jeans & running shoes.
We’re glad she went back.
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Muni drivers are all too easy a target. And like every group of human beings, some of them probably do suck. I know I’ve encountered my fair share.
But @avolberding just posted a photo of the flipside of Muni driverdom:
Muni driver of the year? Bus driver helping old lady onto bus. #5574.
Happy Easter Friday, or whatever it is, y’all.
Photo by shanan
Justin recently arrived in SF. Welcome, Justin. Take it away!
And this was the first thing I heard:
GIRL 1: Crap, you know what? I don’t think I have any more pills.
GIRL 2: Really? I thought Chris still had some from the knee thing?
GIRL 1: Nooo, those are long gone. I’m talking about from what Julie had left.
GIRL 2: Oh! Did I tell you what me made Jeff do last month? We were at (some bar I don’t remember the name of) and decided we needed some Vicodin. Nobody had any so we convinced Jeff to go to the ER and get some.
GIRL 1: Shut. the Fuck. Up. Did it work?
GIRL 2: Yeah we just told him to make something up, so we found a clinic within walking distance and he walked in and put “Gout” on the form they handed him. Voila! Vics.
GIRL 1: Huh. (thinks for a second) What’s gout?
GIRL 2: Um, I actually don’t know.
I had to hide my screen as I was tweeting this, that’s how close the quarters were that day. I guess they just didn’t care who heard.
Thanks for sharing, Justin. Now, dear reader, it’s your turn to share your Muni story.
Photo by davitydave
Here’s Muni rider Rachel’s contribution to Cute Week on Muni Diaries:
A typical packed 1-California on a Saturday …
The mom and son are practicing the street names (“What comes after Larkin?”), when the mother suddenly looks at the girl and says, “Who stinks? Is that you who stinks?”
The little boy, squirming in his seat, says, “It was me!” His mom laughs, but tells him sternly, “Well, you need to say excuse me to all the people when you do that.” He says, “Excuse me,” and then, with a worried look on his face asks, “Will they throw me in jail?”
See? Farts can be cute.