Your place to share stories on and off the bus.
That sure looks like a Flamin’ Hot Cheeto to me. One trying to return to its horrid point of origin, perhaps.
Not so for Muni rider Sam.
“On my way to the Zen Center at 5am and nearly sat on what I thought was just garbage. An unidentified turd.”
To be fair, Sam was there. I was not.
Hello boys and girls, it’s time to play a game of What Is It (on Muni)!?
So, WTF is it? There are no wrong answers.
Via Muni rider John.
This came into our inbox with subject: “I can beat nail clipping on Muni.” You be the judge.
Our submitter, who wishes to remain anonymous, emailed this with, “How about crack smoking on the J-Church at rush hour?”
HEY, LOOK, if real-life SNL skit Rob Ford can smoke crack “maybe once,” maybe this person can smoke crack “maybe once,” too.
It makes sense, doesn’t it? Given its understanding of time based upon the “Muni minute,” it makes perfect sense that Muni clocks would read this way. Perfect sense.
Another example for all you code-crackers out there …
Photos by Muni rider GB, who says, “you never know what to expect from #muni, even the time” Amen!
It’s the latest edition of What’s Going on Here, Muni? No, really, what is the meaning of all these … colors, all hella clashing and shit? A way to distract riders from their phones?
Via Muni rider Jun.
