I love it when we enter the tunnel
That’s the coin slot.
This is when you pull out a pen you don’t mind throwing away and see how much of “pull up your pants” you can write before they notice.
Worst still, that awkward position made the guy’s butt fall asleep.
Then it started “snoring”…
And that’s when Dave realized he was hearing not the bus accelerating but rather the soft purring flatulence of Gurn Blanston, Noted Notary Public, as he finished off his 3rd breakfast burrito on the bus ride in to work.
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