The Muni Life

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Photo by Muni rider Jaush

You love it. You know you do. All the whacky stuff that happens on your commute. Life wouldn’t be the same without it.

Just a few examples:

  • Guy boom-boxin’ “My Girl” on 38L, slightly disappointed that people weren’t singing along. #sfmuni
  • Drunk brodude on #sfmuni is at that point where he is either going to start hugging people or throwing punches
  • Grammar argument OH on #SFMuni bus: “I don’t give a fuck if shrimp is plural already. Shrimps, bitch.”
  • On the #sfmuni #21Hayes seated in front of a woman with the speaking voice of an out-of-tune #kazoo
  • Someone just told me their phone number was 867-5309 (niiinnnnneeeee) #funny #80sthrowback #munidiaries

This week’s shades of Muni is brought to you by fellow riders @danmasq, @deathandfood, @AkiraNiji, @QuismOreoCookie, and @HannahStahulak. Follow @munidiaries, because crazy shit on Muni is actually more reliable than Muni itself.

Muni ‘man sitters’ beware

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Image via feministing.com

We still don’t get why you do it. Yeah, you: crotchy sitters.

Firstly, you’ll not only be shamed on the internet—not that we have ever, ever shamed so-called man-sitters on Muni who’ve got big balls and they cannot lie…oh, wait, yeah we have, a lot.

But now, you’ll endure an added layer of emasculation when those big ones are Photoshop neutered in favor of (duh) cats. I mean, if you are actually saving room for cats, per Feministing.com, we’d be OK with it, just let us know.

h/t our friends at Tiny Rides

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