| Comment | Fun wee story, in the mid-90s i was getting the bus at the shelter across the road and the area around it flash flooded really quickly, so there was me, and 3 old women, huddling together on the 1 sqm of dry pavement, a lost island in the sea, hoping a bus would come before we ~~drowned~~ got our feet soaked horridly.
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When I got on the bus I dropped my 50p and it rolled off the bus into the world's newest ocean and the bus driver decided that I had to get off, until a friend of my grandmother spotted me and came to pay for me, and spent the rest of the trip telling the bus driver off for being an arse.
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Moral of the story, First was shite, even when they were brand new. |
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