Primitive forms of courtship?

[nekokoban]

Dear sir on the bus:

No, I don't want your chicken.
Nor do I want your strawberries.
Or your bannana.
No, I was serious about the chicken.
Did I mention I don't want your strawberries?
OR THE CHICKEN.

I am glad you didn't get off the bus with us!

Kthxbai,
me

I meet the WEIRDEST people related to the bus system out here. D:

Comments

[nekokoban]

DAMN YOU, EMMALEE! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? D: It'll take forever for that sign off!

Luckily (knock on wood) most of the crazies I've run into have been on the bus, or at bus stops, and I've never been by myself -- if someone tried to do that to me at the UBookstore, I might've just said screw politeness and ran for it. XD;

I don't want the crazies to come for meeeeeeeeee. T________T

[emmling.livejournal.com]

I really am sorry, but there just wasn't anyone else cute enough for it. ;) Maybe stick it on somebody else and then skip town?

I got a lot of crazies on the bus as well, which is why I refused to go see my friend in Walla Walla when the only way I could get over there was on a Greyhound. No way I'm getting stuck on a bus for six hours with crazies and no escape!

[nekokoban]

Damnit! I'll just need to find a victim volunterr, then! Somehow!

See, I haven't had as much trouble with the Greyhound -- took it to visit a friend in Canada, once -- but the local metro can be downright scary. >_> I'm grateful that I'm always with people when I run into them, but STILL. D: Bus crazies are bad news.